Falling

falling, love,
falling deep
down into your
abyss, or is it
bliss? I can’t
be sure, sometimes
the rush is too
much for me,
but I don’t fight
Love, I can’t
fight what I
don’t want to lose

So as long as
there is ground below
and sky above
I’d like to keep falling
into you, love,

If you’ll let me.