If last night was a taste of what's to come,

We can be happy, good things are coming.

It was everything we had hoped. No? Yes?

Gentle, close, loving, lots of quiet snuggling.

If there are fireworks to come, so be it.

If not, so be it, I'm happy. And you, look! 

You're doing your happy dance! We're lucky.

(I knew my luck would change, it always has).

It's funny, in a sedate sort of way, all I ever wanted

Was to be held. It turns out you wanted

The same thing. Last night was your turn,

You slept like a baby. My arm was asleep, 

But that's about all. I listened to your breathing, 

Stroked your hair, bathed, not literally, 

In the warmth of your breath. Tonight, you hold me.

There are so many more things to be said.

We'll say them. For now, I want to say thank you.

You are my shining stars, North and David.