This is a story of love.

Two souls and an entire new world created in the space between two chests.

Everything is new and the passion is so intense that the lovers don’t eat, think and do anything else then being together. They just go run to die of hanger and love in the bedroom.

“I love you because I know no other way then this.
So close that your hand, on my chest, is my hand.
So close, that when you close your eyes, I fall asleep”.

Sonnet XVII, Pablo Neruda