Holding This For Us

Balancing

the
remote 
on your chin
as your
profile
shines like
a lost galaxy.
Mischievous 
shadows of 
endearment 
float up 
into the 
ceiling fan. 
Circulating 
smiling 
crystal bubbles
of water
that 
dance
with hoots
of joy. 
Protective 
crisp cotton
cold sheets
holding
this
for 
us.