We sink into each other,
overcome with bursts
of laughter.
Moments of pure joy,
like this,
are all I ask for.
You push yourself to your feet,
and turn to me,
holding out your hand.
Without a moments hesitation,
I reach out and you pull me
up, you, who always helps me rise.
You pull me closer to you,
and start leading me
in a dance.
Our dresses fan out as
we move, like leaves
in the wind.
We are utterly blissful,
content with life,
unconditionally, and unquestionably,
in love.