lovelove lovelove

by practicalspactical

I love my baby and my baby loves me and in the scary-rary shady forest, we hold each others hands, and stare reflexively into each others I’s, and let the usness smother the otherness, and walking we giggle and tickle each other under armpits and on elbows and other places.

And all is well and all will be well as the sun sets behind the borogroves and the stars begin to come out.