The Art of Falling: Ode to Joy

Oh, to fight this feeling,
This feeling of falling,
Of falling for you,
I'm falling for you.

Oh, to feel this feeling,
Of a heart calling,
Calling for you,
For a love anew.

Oh, why do I fight,
Do I fight this feeling?
This feeling of falling,
Of falling in love,
In love with you.

I ask if it's right,
Here where in kneeling,
I find enthralling,
Overwhelming love.
But love for you?

I wish I knew.

This obsession:
Resplendent cancer;
And at no end,
Consuming me.

In this question,
What is my answer?
And can I bend,
Bend to see?

But then again,
Are you also falling,
Falling for me?