You put your head against mine,

Suddenly I am grateful for how tall you are,

Your forehead sits just right on mine.

 

Your fingers find me gently,

They caress parts of me,

I didn’t know existed.

 

You snuggle into my neck,

And I am grateful for the way you fit into me.

 

I look at you and ask,

Do you know how long I have waited for you?

How long? You ask.

Just too long.

Far too long.

 

And maybe it’s just right.