Next to each other, we lay, eyes looking skywards. The deep green grass tickles my skin while the moisture of morning dew hangs in the air. I turn my head and she turns hers. Our eyes meet, and at once, we feel the connection that has sparked so long ago. Both of us had felt that powerful connection, in which the souls meet, not just our eyes.
Shyly, she holds out her hand and I eagerly take it. Together, our fingers twine. Her warmth is soothing. I feel no lust, as much as she is beautiful for even now, there is no need for lust. Only love.
Our sides begin to touch. I wrap my free arm around her in an odd sort of hug. She giggles softly at this and hugs me back.
How our love sparkles, beneath the dawn sky. Even though there are no witnesses, the presence of each other is the only thing I hold most dear.
I may not know a lot, but I do know this
love is not just a mixture of hormones and chemicals. Its real.