It's Sunday afternoon, we are alone in the kitchen, I put on a new song I really like. She sings I go out by myself dancing, and I think about how I never have to dance alone, I hold your little body tight and we swirl around the kitchen, just me and you. Your little hands hold on to me, you kiss me with affection and dribble, I sing in your ear and you sense it all, the movement, the music, the sound of my voice. 

My heart feels like it's going to burst, I love you so.