When...

When a very new crush makes your heart blaze like an inferno, when that woman tugs your heart strings, when being next to her surmount your entire being, when her voice seduces you and her words ring loudly in your ears; when emotions radiate from depths beyond your comprehension; when a chilly sensation seizes your spine, when words swarm from her mouth into your soul; when there is so much presence to her that she populates your dreams and thoughts, when she makes you feel like a delicate strand of silk, when she prevails like no other and your emotions are off kilter; when you fail to understand the happiness she confers by simply gazing at you; when she penetrates your mind at an alarming rate; when, like a soothing litany, her sentences open and close in a low mystical key; when your face shimmers with love, when she finds her way into your wettest thoughts, when she saturates your body with intense desire, when her existence unleashes such lust that, oh my god, conquers all other desires, when you jones on her night after night.  When you love to hear the range of her voice; the husky and the pure; when the meetings start with seductive innocence and end with dripping lust, when you linger for hours and hours upon memory that lasts only a second or two, when there is so much to say about her beauty yet so little words. When "fuck me" sounds like a gentle euphemism for what you really want. And most importantly, when Ms.Perfect, in every sense of the word, is no longer only a twinkle in your eyes. Yes my dear reader, when all of this happens, pull yourself together, keep your calm and pretend that she's just another woman.