They make me smile
Like that dimple on your cheek
It looks like a second smile
Below those two beauty spots

You do everything twice, don’t you?

It makes me laugh
When you laugh
And snort.
It’s a cute kind of snort
Not a pig, but a piglet

You’ve always been the cute one.

And you’re embarrassed to hold
My hand in public
But you still have to
When we cross the street –
An old habit
That reminds you of something

You have such a special mind
And
I love every bit of weirdness
You
Produce.

If only you weren’t making of my overly active –
Hyper-active, ADD infested, LSD tripping –
brain.