Flight of love

My heart flutters:
I see in your eyes a free spirit, a mischievous Puck, my Puck if you will.
You see me completely, as I stand before you vulnerably waiting.
Your eyes crave me as you transcend my layers of matter with your gaze.
I hold my breath as I step closer to you: my boarders have melted and a white flag is waved.
You celebrate with a self assured smile and launch yourself, taking flight on your swing.
Your first slice of the air carries through with you wrapping your legs around my core.
My feet are lifted from the ground as you envelope me and begin to saturate my entire being.
I lean my body in towards you, with no other option but to be carried away by you.
I have fallen for you willingly, and will embrace the joy and ecstacy for however long or short this ride may be.