A hand on my skin

I walked through the door last night and was greeted by Oli and Jaz, excited and smiling and tail waging as always. It's such a joy to have them. Dan walks around the corner looks at me for a moment and smiles and walks towards me puts his hand through my hair and down my cheek and pulls me in for a kiss. "Hello" he says. "Hi" I say. I know there is love between us. It's undeniable, I feel the charge when we stand close and look into each others eyes. I need his hands on my skin. I need the warmth of his love in my heart. Why can't things be simple?