You are my socket,
I am your plug.
If not you, no one can turn me on.
You light up my world with your electric touch,
Me filling up your hole is the only time I feel whole.
The sparks that flew when we first kissed
Still powers the current that drives our bodies to heat.
In our love circuit, there's no resistor.
Connected in series, the charge between us
Is the product of our capacitance to love
Regardless of our potential differences.
You are my socket,
I am your plug.
If not you,
No one can turn me on.
Sephace