The Toothbrush That Knows the Rules of Engagement

I wonder the day
When it won’t cause me
To trip my feet or bang
My hip against the
Bathroom door,
Losing balance.

You said: “I use an electric toothbrush.”
I said: “Maybe, I should get one too.”

Not fleeting and romantic,
but practical and essential.

The first proper sentences
We exchanged that didn't involve
Stifled niceties over alcoholic
Double dutch etiquette or
Bodily directions over precision
Driving angles or
Quick fire decisions, mouthed
Around cut lipped
Kisses, over where
To spend the night.

“I use an electric toothbrush.”
Your words,
Share with my words.
Bewildering.