Unlike some gentlemen,
I was never tempted by twins.
They never captivated me -
until that pink-driven spring
when I encountered your proud peaks
in a downy form-fitting sweater.
Then I couldn't get twins off my mind.
I will also confess surprise
that you pounced upon my timid feeler.
I expected you three to ignore me.
Even more -
I expected you to run
after that first fumbling night
of errant probes and prods,
but you stayed.
Eventually, winter came,
but you did not come with it.
That left me cold and relieved.
There was a time
during that fevered summer
when I was concerned
I should love you less.
But that would have been impossible.
Luvgood Carp, Editor-in-Chief