It is 2 AM
and I am struck anew by the softness of you.
I find myself missing in the day, too many times to count
in the hummingbird beats of eyelashes I lose myself
again and again
in the hum around me
but the puff of your breath on my shoulder
and the tenacious curve of your hands on my hips
remind me of all the ways that even though I may wander
you will never let me be lost.
I’m sure my sexy side will have no problems charming his way through life, but I wish you all the same and more. And ah yes, I’ll be sure to deliver your regards in a most dashingly appropriate manner. A kiss to each precious cheek to flourish the moment perhaps? (And don’t worry, sweet twin, I’ll make sure to savour the moment in your stead).
I have no doubts there either. Surely, my incredibly manly charm will help me along this journey. May she swoon, and when her beautifully chiseled hands greet your own cheeks with a punch, cherish it as the most sacred form of physical contact (Savour for both of us!!)