Poem
Finuala Dowling
Falling feeling
Falling feeling
Falling feeling
I came to our first meetingwith a falling feeling,
feeling of falling and fleeing.
Meeting you deeply on the way
down you said, “I don’t want to say
I’m falling in love with you.”
I said, “Oh do, please, do do do.”
So you said it - oh you said it -
so deeply and it sounded true:
“I’m falling in love with you.”
I came to our first true meeting
with a deeply falling feeling,
but I think you just caught me
reeling. You just reeled me in.
© 2004, Finuala Dowling
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Falling feeling
I came to our first meetingwith a falling feeling,
feeling of falling and fleeing.
Meeting you deeply on the way
down you said, “I don’t want to say
I’m falling in love with you.”
I said, “Oh do, please, do do do.”
So you said it - oh you said it -
so deeply and it sounded true:
“I’m falling in love with you.”
I came to our first true meeting
with a deeply falling feeling,
but I think you just caught me
reeling. You just reeled me in.
Falling feeling
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