You intoxicate me

With effervescent verse

Beguiling charm

Your honeyed nectar is all I need

To upset my equilibrium

Leaving me unsteady on my feet

Panhandling for your love’s small change

Grateful for each thinworn dime

And if I have to use the tin cup of the sightless

It’s only because I was blinded by the radiance

Of your soul’s delightfulness


David Trudel  ©  2012



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