The Unknown World Called Love

On a late Sunday afternoon as she made some snacks, her eyes brightened to hear her favorite old romantic song being sung, as he walked into the kitchen, to hold her by her waist, as he kissed her neck She couldn't stop blushing, while she scolded him for being reckless, & he continued to kiss her & she enjoying each bit.
The snacks din matter any more nor did the coffee,,, all that actually did was his random display of love, those tiny surprises, his immense attention & the unconditional love.
She was so glad he was her man. As each day of life passed they fought over how rude his behavior Was & how stupidly she fought, the pillow fights to the angry words which were left unsaid, it made them the couple they wanted to be, so vulnerable & yet so true to each other.
No fight could ever replace the love that beat in their hearts, the love that's magical, that's stupid, that's not logical, or could ever be explained.
His each touch reminded her that he was her world, the world she so Loved.