You dropped our love today I think when you left early for work I saw it as I left with the kids tossed to the side I think the postman caught it in his heel
the garnish glittery golden bits of me faded effortlessly into the subtle serious silver bits of you smelted for a bit and became slowly solid indestructible undefinably bronze.
The words that fall from my mouth should only be for me yet they rain upon your head like an untuned symphony and somehow you turn my words into a tune