Number 1.

I hope that
one day the skies part and golden spills out
every morning, onto your pillow
and wakes you up with the quiet of sunrise.
And I hope that
every night when the moon’s shadow kisses your
careworn cheek, you remember to spare a thought for your favourite woman and
kiss her back.
But mostly
I hope that
in between the burnished gold and the moon’s shine
your days are filled with something between that causes them
the sweetest envy
sweeter than
all the kisses a midsummer night’s dream can possess
I wish you
hope in all her glory
content in all his masterfulness
love, in all its rainbow,

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