you and your 3am brownies
will live in infamy,
those love notes, the bleeding confessions,
rocket fuel to my rocket heart

but, importantly, quietly,
before the middle-of-the-night munchies
come creeping, grabbing you by your ankles,
luring you into the kitchen

i get to hold you, watch you breathe,
imagine you really do feel
warm
and safe
and loved

my god, how loved

and i can't help but wonder
if you feel it, too, when i
keep watch, or when i
touch your face while you're sleeping

if you didn't know it before
maybe you do in this iteration,
this great big Now of it all:

you're the one place
i always want to be.
we're the one place
i always want to sleep.