Undeniably,
Incoherently,
Unapologetically,
I know
that I
am
falling.
I want to kiss you.
I want to
kiss you.
I want to kiss
you.
I am
forever
thinking about
what your lips might feel like
on mine.
Curiously,
I know
that I am
falling.
I want to feel
the most innocent,
youthful
parts of you.
I want to feel
the most starved,
powerful
parts of you.
I want to kiss you.
I want to
kiss you.
I want to kiss
you.
Rapidly,
I know
that I am
falling.
Faster every second,
I fall.
We fall.
Farther and farther,
and
farther and farther,
and
farther and farther,
and I'm afraid
now.
Afraid to reach
the bottom;
we're going so fast.
Or
are we falling endlessly?
Falling forever,
Even after,
I finally kiss
you.
