Golden

You ruin everything,

Standing in my doorway,

Lingering hungry

And full of plans.

Why do I put up with you?

You asked it first, baby.

I'm your moon.

I orbit around you on this tether

that no one could conceive would break

You are golden to me.

Bending over backwards to get

what I need I need you.

And I wait, cold over hot,

Until you give me a fix,

I get my fix, there you are.

Upon sight you ruin everything,

Your beauty is without expiration

but you burn like salt

whenever you please.

Why do I put up with you?

Because you're golden to me.