It is fantasy.
Love is us.
Love is real,
When you find your fantasy
And,
It becomes much alive
When you both lost
In its ecstasy.
They say it’s blind,
but It’s all in the mind.
Love is you
We will both create and follow the designs.
Love is "I"
Intoxicated by you.
Love is love and
That understanding is for you and me.
Free! but never would I be free of your thread,
Hold onto it
With your whole.
Up I go,
Higher, like a kite.
Love,
What a different kind of HIGH.
