what i'm thinking when i laugh and say that nothing is on my mind

I'm falling and it's
too early for me to say that.
but how could i do anything
but tremble at your laugh
at your eyes, at the feel of
your kiss we maybe shouldn't
be kissing. the panic. the desperate
act of pushing my lips into finding
someone who knows the
nessecity of my breath.
I want to slow you down
and check the truth of your
visage. hold the rush you are
and ask why i can't do anything
but want this.
I want this.
I'm falling, and it's so early to
say that.