161 : your touch is sunlight

I can't wait to jump in the sea, and to look over my shoulder at you. I can't wait to race you along the beach. I can't wait to steal photos of you when we lazily lie around in the sun.

I can't wait until you open the door. You always look just a little surprised, and then delighted. 

I can't wait until I can kiss the fingers that you press to my lips. You know that it doesn't shut me up. You know that I bicker. You know that your fingertips on my mouth is a challenge. I know that you love it.

Have you noticed that the sun's been out since you've come along, darling?