as your hand tickles my skin, I realise

that my heart and soul are no longer
mine, they are yours

and as your lips brush against mine
I embrace your body and your mind,

relationship aren’t infinite and our time is running out,
but as long as the night falls and the sun rises whilst I am in your arms then no time can put a fault to that

For we are us. A consonant and a vowel,
a simple yet perfect combination.