Standing at the sink with you at my side,
Heart racing, cheeks ablaze; you felt it, too.
But from you there’s something I’ve tried to hide,
A secret I’ll no longer keep from you.
Please do not think that I have been lying,
For the spark between us did come about
While there we stood, washing and drying;
Of this we no longer harbor a doubt.
But to this lovely story there is more,
Another sign of our love connection:
The way you embraced a rather gross chore,
Changed my squeamishness to sweet affection.
For watching you fix the toilet that broke
Is truly the time my feelings awoke.
