'to hold her.' – narrative poetry.
xi.
Today was it.
Not only did it mark their second anniversary together
but the first ever birthday he got to spend with her.
And he couldn't be happier to just spend it in bed,
but of course they both must be social.
He pressed a kiss to her neck.
'Quit it.' She muttered.
He shook her shoulders carefully, 'get up birthday princess.'
She just cuddled into him.
His arms gracious taking her.
'Thought you said you didn't like cuddliness.' She teased.
He let himself roll his eyes.
'Only when I want to sleep, dummy.'