When you're in love
It hurts when he hurts,
His face is the joy you want.
His steps are the ones you wish to tread,
Everything lacks something without him,
His touch is ecstasy .
You wish he were a part of yourself,
So you could carry him around;
Slowly you realize,
He's growing on you,
And you on him.

……………………………..
Taking some of my breath away from me ,
And giving some of his to me each time,
He  grew through me,
And I through him .