Intoxicated

From the beginning I was drunk

basically stumbling into your arms

you held me up, kept me from falling

but it was too late

my heart was on the ground

begging for you to pick it up

though I barely made a sound.

My soul had never felt such beauty

coming from another

captivated, my words were useless

to say what I felt that moment

but to say I was intoxicated

with each smile and flirty eyes

would sum it up very well

if only those words had surfaced

on the day I fell into your arms.

At the end of your life

as I kissed you good-bye

my tears flowed like whiskey

remembering being intoxicated

by such a precious love.