Drunk, I am again,
On a poison I doth favor.
The high consumes my senses
And renders me a fool.

Lost is all my judgment,
Lost is focus on my labor,
The drink has taken over
And my heart is what it rules.

Drunk and intoxicated,
My love is what I aver.
For your kiss— my chosen poison—
Is a drink magnificent and cruel.

/Happy Valentine’s Day, Everyone./