Love Fallen

That feeling you get,some call it butterflies.
But butterflies could never feel that way.
Butterflies are refined and calm.
But this, this is water.
Refreshing, necessary, cooling, comfortable,
And sometimes a little scary.
The feeling of ignorant bliss.
When you see a face that exposes your entire being.
Two hearts embraced in a hug.
The joy of discovering a friend.
The idiosyncrasies of love falling .
Love Fallen.

I have never experienced "falling in love".
This would imply that the fall came before love.
It has always been my experience that love came first then I fell.

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