What's Going On?

What makes me calm when I'm with you,
or when we're silently waiting on our way home.
Have you been binding me too?
Everything but you is a lonesome.

Are you poisoning me with your love,
or when we're gently loving each other.
I see it so pure like a dove.
I'm cracking up if we don't go any further.

And when you're with me..
..I'm in peace.