Gold

My doorway glitters with gold,

as if the sun set molten

and flooded the sea

and then my house

to leave each surface

flecked with rays

and pockets of light.

What I really see

is your shadow shrinking

but your smile still lingers

in mine and your hands

still hold onto mine.

Everything still glistens,

glitters and sparkles

like we do in each other’s

light, love and eyes

because we are,

and always will be,

treasure I bury better

than gold,

to find again

when I am grey and old.

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