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“I’m smitten with !” There, he stated it.

After hebdomads and hebdomads of so plenty of electors thinking and opinion the same, Barack Obama is affording some of the passion back.

In Fort Worth on Thursday, he stated his 10,000+ Star State crowd, “I am divine by . I’m in love with .” And he stated them to give no mind to the common people out there saying them they need to slow up it down a spot, folks stressful to pack down the ebullience, the cramps of promise, the butterfly strokes of exhilaration, the passionateness

Which is exactlied what you want to get wind when you’re in the throe of a new human relationship, those judicious first calendar months when, as an ally of mine put it, “you still want to rest up genuinely late talk to him.”

It’s existed two calendar months since Obamamania recoiled off in earnest coming up out of Iowa. Two calendar months of wise talk and potent emotions and but the sheer joy of being in love. And Obama champions are in love, have no doubt. He’s smart, and funny, he dresses truly well.

And that voice. The phonation alone is enoughed to subscribe up for, and then he says these thing that you so want to consider are true. “You are the alteration!” I mean, whoo, I merely felt that tingle go up my ramification again.

And then there’s Hillary, the reliable old boot of a first dame. The taking the air definition of a bombilation kill. Howling on about “experience, experience, experience.” I mean earnestly, who would you instead stay up all dark talking to?

She’d ten-point-plan you to decease, while he - well, he’d dazzle you with pretty lyric and, well yes, let’s have oned more glass, don’t you think? and tell me once more about how you attained across the gangway that one time.

Super Tuesday II finds those Dems non already scored by the Illinois senator struggling betwixt their Black Maria and their heads; betwixt the Hyde Park Heartthrob and the Park Ridge Pedant; betwixt Barack’s “yes, we can!” and Hillary’s “but honey, what do we truly know about this young man?”

In their heads, they know Hillary is a solid choice. But the bosom is a lively little muscle, as Woody Allen put to tell, and Democrats are prostrate to misplace theirs.

They travelled pitter-pat for Gene and Bobby in ‘68, but then yielded it up to the caputs and Humphrey - and mislaid.

In ‘72 they travelled with their Black Maria and McGovern and acquired the same result. The Carter fling matted pretty good at the clip, but in retrospect they kind of sorrow that one.

And Bill Clinton was the resistless bad male child who skint everybody’s bosom and horde them into the weaponry of two consecutive reliable old boots in Al Gore and John Kerry - both of whom misplaced and went away hearts non only humbled, but bitter.

So who’s to state this new guy couldn’t but be The One?

Sure, the fusspots and the experience mongers will try to interrupt it up. They’ll point to 15 000 000 uninsured and red phones and corrupt allies, but you truly don’t want to discover about that kind of material when you’re dropping in love, do you?

And if the passion blooms and Dems find themselves taking the air down the gangway with person who’s a spot green come November, well, what of it? Performing it safe the last two multiplication got them eight age of George W. Bush.

And verbalizing of Bush, he and Laura had got something of a whirlwind romance. They runned into at a barbeque and three calendar months later non only existed they got married, they existed on the run trail. Jumped the honeymoon and moved straight on the tree stump - and look where they are now.

So you see, at times this puppy love thing plant out simply fine. I guess we’ll see what Texas and Ohio have to tell.

Peggy Dooley is an author and editor in chief at FOX News Channel.