Have you ever smiled so much that your face begins to ache?
Butterflies whirling and your heart is racing
You cannot control the feelings nor can you control the pace
Yet it does not matter, you love what you are facing
The excitement so fresh you cannot help the urge
For physical contact, to hold and caress
It seems like you are rushing but it feels oh so right
These feelings you cannot seem to suppress
Is there such a thing as just knowing they are the one?
Or is infatuation blurring my vision
There is a leap of faith when you are nervous to proceed
I am open for the experiences wholeheartedly