I’m falling into the well
from whence all the textures of dream spring
forth like a waterfall of spirits
flitting wildly through the aether
to find the mind waiting to wander
and yet
I’m awake.

My heart is pounding
faster
faster still
the ringing in the ears
the singing in my head
races like a demon possessed
as everything else
becomes
a hum
slowly buzzing
and the world becomes molasses
a fly in amber
a spark frozen in time.

The Lord of Fate comes riding on the whirlwind
the thunder is his herald
and the waves are his voice
commanding that all march forward
into the new day
upon his scrolls he has written my name
next to yours
and the road he set me on
led to your door.

And I don’t just fall
I dive without a care
with bones itching on fire
and a soul full of passion
headfirst with eyes wide open
I’m falling in love with you.