Little things, simple pleasures

Those little things
Like your laugh-
The pits of me elated
With each infectious cackle
That pours from
Those saccharine lips-
And your saliva,
My sweet nectar,
My simple pleasure.

Those little things
Like sitting on the couch,
A comfort that surpasses
Happiness-
What a simple little pleasure
When it's
Just your body,
Next to my body,
In the most innocent
Of states-
Purity, simple purity
(and definitely a God-given gift)
Displayed between two bodies
That are combined by spirit,
Without physical contact-
It's those little things,
Like loving me
As you sit next to me
On the couch.

Those little things
Like the drool
Dangling from my
Cherubic face
When excitement overtakes-
I know you adore
My salivation,
As animalistic as it is-
It's those little things,
Simple pleasures
Given by God,
When we get to experience
Our humorous behaviors
Together,
When we get to sit next to
Each other
On the couch.

Those little things
Like when I cry,
And you sympathize with me
By tasting my salty tears-
Tasting what I taste,
Just to know
What it is exactly
That I'm tasting-
It's those little things,
Like my salty tears
That bring us joy,
Like when you get to just sit,
Just sit, that's all,
Next to me,
On the couch.

It's those little things,
Those simple pleasures
We hoard- saving it,
For another time?
Are we silly?
It's those little things
That choose our path,
That put us on the path
Of happiness,
Whatever that may be.