The mood

I just want to lay here with you:
Myself and Twilight's Twin.
And we'll converse freely,
sans probing wire boxes or squashed mini-TVs.
And every time we meet,
you'll smile at me with your shiny silver teeth,
glistering in every occasion;
and you'll wink at me with your pearl-shaped eye--
a sight that moves me to a stardusted sigh.
A peaceful, pensive sigh.