We were at your mother's house br in the early autumn chill br rummaging the attic br looking at photographs; br close br in the small space, br turning pages br br You leaned into me br to get a better look br and I let you. br br A murmur br over a blurred baby photo br and the hairs on my neck br curled from the br warmth of your breath, br br I tried to hide the fact br that I was shuddering. br br 'Are you cold' you said. br putting your arm around br offering warmth. br br I took that cuddle br and let it settle br into my heart space. br br That was all br that was needed then br a simple hug and touch br your warm breath br and I eased back br relaxed br feeling at home; br and I was. br I was thinking we were looking at family br and I was imagining you there in photos br our kids might be looking at years from now. br br And you were: br you said it: br 'Wonder what our kids would look like.' br you said br br You seduced me with that question br and I you when I said: br 'I wonder too.' br br We started with a hug br above those photographs.