that goes straight to my hips and a laugh that shakes me at the knees. He has eyes which make my skin tingle, and lips which make my mind sing. When he touches me, all is right in the world, the planets are suddenly aligned, red lights turn green and I feel as cossetted as an egg, warm, new laid in straw.
Unlike other relationships, I am not half a person when I am away from him though. I am fully able to function, to go for hours without thinking of him, completely able to immerse myself in the laughter of my children and yet...and yet...
When we are together, our two halves become whole. Wholly complete apart and completely whole together.
We are one.