Falling in Love:

It's glorious, positively glorious. I am warm from the toes up. It's like stepping into the ocean, heated through generations by the indefatigable nature of our sun. Step by step the warmth filters through the body until your cheeks turn rosy with a glow outshone only by a smile, a gaze. The endorphins are wildly rampaging through your skin, fat, muscle and bone, a chemical reaction to a chemical encounter, electric but unsatisfying. It is like having an itch that can't be scratched, but the itch is welcome, it tenses the fingers, draws them into a fist coupled with a sigh, an expression of built up aggression, or passion perhaps.

It is like not having enough air, but having too much and existing in a state of mirth, compensated by the desire to weep, to shout to scream. The heart fights inside your chest, it beats too fast and your body shakes with excitement. It's a mass of contradiction - comfort and discomfort, complete exstacy and total, uncontrollable fear. You can feel every beat of the human pump; every rush of blood that sends you hot, then cold again. It's like wanting to sneeze, hiccup, laugh and cry all at the same time. It's out of control,, and yet so very perfect, natural, human. It's the one thing that makes you feel truely alive. The natural high that livens the spirit, increases awareness. Your soul rests upon your tongue so that every word uttered has a purpose and means infinately more to you and the source of your joy and inexplicable physical state. If the feelings were to be bottled, labelled and mass manufactured the world would glow in a constant state of excitement and anxiety, the very ground on which we stand would shudder with desire and heave with the air coursing through its layers.

If you imagine the earth, blissfully unaware, orbiting the sun, until one day the sun represents something more, it shines with more vigour, it warms the earth with an intensity it had not felt before. This new and exciting turn of events would send the earth on an irregular orbit. The days moving toward the sun go fast with the anticipation of their next meeting. The sun, as if aware, draws the earth towards its heat with arm like rays but the earth gets coy and quietly circles the sun, its face turned away until the moment has passed and it continues on its journey....now the earth has a heavy heart, knowing that the minutes, hours, days, weeks, months till its return will drag lke a rainy day - with no end in sight.