FALLING WITHOUT THE CRASH   

The air has a soft hum to it.  Your body and mind are in such a state of euphoria that you could practically walk on water.  It’s as if your blood has turned into electricity, and your soul has become pure light.

In this state, you feel as if you could fall—are falling constantly—at any moment ready to take a tumble face first.  This is a phenomenon that happens to lovers—and only lovers know this euphoric ride.
The ecstasy that surges through you is overwhelming—your brain ceases to function properly, your stomach is full of tremors, and your sex organs burn. 

Oh God!  What a predicament life puts us into when we meet someone whose energy pulls us into them—a giant magnet inducing us to flutter helplessly—two intoxicated idiots, smiling fiendishly!
This insanely sensual rush is so captivating we become stupid, ready to kneel instantly before the radiating magnet that has stolen our senses.  And we don’t mind!  In fact, we ask for more!

We’re falling, falling, falling—completely out of control—and we don’t care!  The physical arousal that plummets our very being through space is addictive—it owns us—as we anxiously pray never to hit solid ground again.  We beg for the sensual vibration of tumbling lustfully—forever to unfold—into the one for whom we are falling.

Because falling heals.
Now have no fear.