hungover from being love drunk

Hungover with love drunk feelings.

Hungover with all what I

heard and felt from your

three generalized words,

got me love drunk.

Intoxicated beyond all dazing

comprehension- I had the

most difficult time keeping my

feet from dragging.

I know that this won't last

sadly- I won't even remember

who's hands are mine or

yours?

The dawn will come tomorrow

and so will the sober

emptiness that inevitably

washes away what was induced.

With heart splitting pains that

your kiss did to me, was

if a Russian roulette shot of

vodka met my heart.

Love drunk and hungover,

I confessed my love for you

in a drunken slur while

keeping my feet from dragging.

Author's Note

another love poem... I gotta get out of this faze, but... I like to much...

Reviews

Love the Russian part in it..... awsome job!

[Pratik]

Good job Ender... On the face of it, the poem talks about a drunken lover confessing his love, but at the beneath I think it talks about how intoxicated and blindfolded can love make you and you are up to the wildest of things to conquer love.. Well written as usual and I simply love the title.. :)