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

Innocence.