Love sick

Let’s just be. Loving laughing and free. No doubt. No fears. Happy tears. Tickle fights. Sweet goodnights. Carefree to care. Hugs so tight. Kisses that with you are only right. No one else. We feed our healthy appetite. Knowing is something. We need not to say. Our bodies circle around and back again. We are one. We play. We absorb. We feel, and break. I and you come back as one. This cord is our connection. The flame is always lit.  Our passion drives us to insanity and back again. You see me. I see you. We are we.