PILLOWS TALK

by Mik

It's comfortable, this silence,

as we sprawl before the fire.

I turn a page. He turns two.

It's rare, though.

"Walter?" my pillow mumbles.

Too good to be true.

"Hmmm?" I answer.

He turns another page.

I turn one, too.

I feel him sigh beneath me.

"Did I ever mention that I love you?"

Too good to be true.

Who said 40's over the hill?

It's a lie.

But good things come to those who wait.

I waited. He came.

It's good.

It's true.

"Ummm, Walter?"

"Yes, Agent Mulder," I say, amused. "I love you, as well."

That's true, too.

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