love sick

we call ourselves love sick fools  
and we giggle  
because we can't quit looking  
at each other  
and we can't keep our hands off  
of each other  
never losing a chance to make love  
he always asks if i am satisfied
more than satisfied is my reply
 
we're love sick fools, yes
we're like dynamite exploding  
when we start kissing  
it's so hard for us to stop  
and when our bodies rise together  
he says he feels like he  
died and went to heaven  
and me-  
he leaves me feeling higher  
than a georgia pine