Toothpaste on my Shoulder

Yesterday, when you were young, I wore your yogurt mustache embraces on my jeans.

Today, you gave me a toothpaste-mouth hug on my shoulder.

Wet paper towels and laundry may wash them away. But, like badges on a decorated soldier, I wear our embraces proudly. They are a tangible sign of what I feel for you, and what you feel for me.

Tomorrow, when we see eye to eye and you have better hygiene, who knows what trails of love we will leave for each other.

But, I will always love you, and always cherish your toothpaste hugs.

Travelling.

Last night I flew to the surface of Mars in a rocket ship.
I journeyed to the wilds of Africa and befriended a fierce lion.
I hid in a desolate cave with only a flashlight, a blanket and an adventurer.
I swam under the sea, while a wiggling fish tickled my toes.
I am a father. My children are my passport.