Our love is like the seahorses of the vast sea,
mate with one for eternity.
Completely faithful,
proven by the way their tails never come undone while they travel the blue.
As we lay in the water
I hold your hand so we don't drift apart,
so does the otter.
As we love each other like pigs to reach that 30 minute ******,
were filthy.
We don't need to talk or see to know that the love is there,
like living beneath the grass.
Our love is connected to all.