We are six months out of the pocket.
Half a year in the open air.

to say I am enamored
would be as a dull reflection
of some distant star
in comparison
to the galactic explosion
within my shuddering ventricles
every morning. 

My everything appeared as one
then became two
and now we are 4.

And I shudder with love
i shudder with smiles
in my baby girls' six month old eyes