Love is...

[lauraaudrey]

Love is...
kisses in a beanbag chair,
the two of us with no one there.
Love is...
the moment that I climb the stairs
to hold you in my arms after we made love.
Love is...
waking up to see your face,
or kissing in the morning rain.
The only thing that keeps me sane
at the end of the day is that I've got you.

You're my secret place where I can be myself.
You connect with me like nobody else.
You keep me on the ground,
but still you help me fly.
You taught me to be patient.
I taught you to rely.
So, no matter what tomorrow brings,
we got the simple things.

Love is...
a Sunday morning with the blanket wrapped around your waist.
Love is...
the way your lips seem to curve when you say my name.
And when I'm stressing that the world's turning upside down,
it all makes sense when you're around.