Kids made of love

Imagine the kids made of
Core love
Not just a relationship.
They are born not
For the sake of it
But because
They are supposed to be
There.
Imagine the passion, the extreme
The purity in which
The DNA is mixed.
Imagine a world
Made of kids
Full of passion and love.
Output of an intimate kiss.
On that cold bare shoulder
Touch of moist lips.
One little caress
And borns
A sensation, a bridge.