Two

if you told me I’d find a plus one
who speaks three languages
carries altruism in her genes
a woman who rocks the hawk at synagogue
I’d say that doesn’t exist

the best times are mornings
eight hours have passed since I saw you
now I have the privilege
to watch you smile without waking up

it takes a big person with a giant heart
to make a man like me
feel small in your arms
you let the love sneak in like water
I drink up and breathe you in

two years – our hearts
wound up like twine,
aged like wine
this ride we’re on
it only gets better