I thought of gold I thought of sunlight leaving curtains dark
How it’s the salt to feast the eye
Defining angles and the shadows that we hide behind
And most of all I thought of you
You wore that dress I think on our last anniversary
Black as a stone against the door
Still move with color as we hide and seemed away from kids
Still begged me send it to the floor
Oh love with smiles long in the making I could never dim
Oh heart that melts me like the sea
And hand I balanced on when jumping one stone to the next
May your feet bring you back to me
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