And we just look at each other, diving deeper and deeper into that gaze...
Is that love?
Is that tenderness?
Is that connection?
How is it called?
But does it matter at all?
I keep looking at you and I barely hold myself from desire to kiss you
But afraid to scare off the magic of that sacred moment
And after he asked me which planet am I from
What a strange question to ask after love making?
But we are both kind of realize that we don't belong to earth, we just came here to meet in a form of a human body to experience how it is.
To play and enjoy what we can in a form of a body.
In a form of human love
But we both know we are much more then just that