Falling

He's like a Supernova—

all electricity and heat, 

A wink and a smile

And I'm already in too deep

Unguarded, unprepared,

Unwilling to give up this 

Amazing, brilliant being,

who's meaning is out of reach.

I lay down my life,

I run through the streets,

I yell, I cry, I laugh,

I take his hand

And feel his energy, his radiance

I'm at his command, by his side,

Illuminated; he's consuming me,

drawing me in, closer to his brightness,

Pale eyes seeing through everything 

and fixed on me

only me

how could I captivate this eccentric who

has the world in his hands yet abandons it to catch me as i fall?

And I'm falling

Falling

Afraid of the land, because this man

is too bright and I'm burning up,

I can't hold on despite the ache that tells me never let go,

despite the joy I feel in his presence,

the thrill of his touch,

the peace found from his voice,

the comfort I relished in his arms

For me, he's defeated monsters,

traversed murky waters,

pulling himself  from the Styx again and again,

yet I fear still, the pain of the landing as I fall

because how can this man love me as he claims to,

how can he look at me with eyes alight with fire than had been

dulled when gazing at her

Falling, drowning, alone

And yet he's always there

Always with me

hands around me,

holding me

soothing me

saving me

as I fall.