I wish you well

You’re the line that lures me back
To tossing copper, spilling silver
Hoping to hear an echo back,
Hoping to summon two reflections

Sifting gold between my fingers
Counting reasons why you matter
Why you shouldn’t, why you should
Have a place in my night and day dreams

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