"creating a horizon of icicle-sweet stalactites in the underground
caverns of our plumbing"

"glinted dimly and humbly
like old jewellery over our palms" - bumbly sounds, lovely.

this is a beautiful idea. I love the 'making of things' - homey and yet secretive. the imagery, stalactites and caverns, lips "kissed by snow" is beautiful.

there is a quiet project, and a relationship here. something sweet and something shared. I think - one of my favourite of yours to date.

Brilliant diction throughout. A rich, delicious poem.