Gold in the puddles on the ground
and in the sunlight crashing down
around your face and in my eyes
blinding in the golden skies
when I looked up and you said
“I’ll make an honest woman of you.”
I should have stopped there
clutched my heart
and keeled over dead.
Now I know, now I know
it will not get better than that
one bright moment
one second in the sun
one pulse of light
was all I had.