Falling In Love
I'm falling in love;
I don’t get much sleep,
but when I do
I dream of you.
The smell of your hair
on my pillow
is a subtle scent;
yet it drives me mad!
I close my eyes
and there you are;
kissing me,
in my dreams.
My pulse pounds,
and my heart throbs;
all I think about
day in and day out;
is how much
you mean to me!
I can't explain
why I feel this way;
other than to say,
Hope was the spark
that ignited
passion's flame;
and love's the fuel
that keeps it burning.
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