Falling In. . .

Fervent flames dance wildly
within the confines of my heart

Each beat pounds heavy, loud
and my pulse quickens

Diarrhea of verboseness
leaks uncontrollably
from the crevice of my lips

My body quivers and I'm consumed
by (the) warm fuzzies
via a simple, innocent touch

Symptoms of something
developed over ages of vintage
baby friendship

My emotions dance joyfully
all about me with
the introduction of a minute
thought of Her

I've Fallen In. . .