Sunday, February 6, 2011

Drunk

I drink the music of your laugh and smile
Halfway embarrassed by how glad I am
To glance at you and see you happy. While
I catch your eye, I wink, or grin, or ham
It up, just to be able to say you
Were smiling at me - but even if
You weren't, or aren't, I still enjoy the view
Because when you relax out of the stiff
Intense attention that so often masks
Your joyful beauty, then I am in love,
For your delight without pretension asks
That all around share your enjoyment of
The world around you - when you smile, I grin
And drink the pleasure of your presence in.

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