Kissing me with your heart as your lips substitute your hearts presence And your hands replace the feeling of your soul while making intimate passion it's real our spirit and soul that are interlocking and consuming one another yet what regular people call sex we call physical passion that I can share with anyone else but you The way you smirk, laugh, and suck my tounge is not what makes me love you it's your spirit, soul, and mind is what I respect in which I will never neglect my interpretation of Love is simple only my significant other will listen and read it not only with his mouth but with his heart not only will he see it with his eyes but with his soul I love you Haikeem and our love will never die it will forever live on