_I’m Falling_

Before love make me
fall. let me fall for it
first.
Before I realize, I’m
falling, like the petals of
the flowers in the
melancholy Strom.
I had heard that love
churns out but it is
kinda warm.
As you speak, I hear.
You touch, I feel.
Just, the night before
make me drink a bottle
of beer.
You know what I feel
like, the eternal love.
A reason to live.
A “Good Night” kiss.
And someone who wash
away the days I miss.
I think, I’m blessed by
you. And I confess, I love
you too.