For Jackie

jackie, darling - i think the moon would like you. to watch you spin and twirl like the goddess you are, to watch you bloom with her sweeping eyes. sweetheart, i've never met anyone like you. you are the soul that has survived the golden ages; all that gold spilling over with nowhere to go. if i'm being honest, i felt that gold the moment i met you, like standing before king midas. darling, i'm saying you have the golden touch. i am saying that you are the lighthouse in the distance that can guide any ship home, that you are every shooting star anyone has ever wished on, that you are every crack in the spine of my favorite book, that you are the one thing that makes everything feel right. finding you was like finding the pot of gold at the end of the very long rainbow, as cliche as that sounds. finding you turned into something i never believed in - darling, you made me believe in miracles.