Being with you is so tender, like being caress with the very point of a feather, it's a tingly sensation inside your heart asking for more.
Being apart its like a torture stabbing you where it hurts the most, and ruining the dream you love the most.
Kissing each other get us out of control to handle the power of love we deep store inside until the day we both say we do.
Why make a fool of ourselves if we both have the same equal love to rule the true definition of dreams come in true.
We are not doing no harm we are just showing the truth of how love should be in this world.
We are not committing no sin if we are committed to god and showing the devil how love should be fly.
