Passing Strange

Such Exalt

Such Exalt

by sloanranger

You must not blame me this I know,

it's really not my fault.

Could anyone forego such words -

any heart, such exalt?

I'm after all but human

and if I fall apart,

blame your poet's acumen,

not my wanton heart.

For who could lie there in your arms,

their head upon your shoulder,

and not succumb to your vast charms,

not beg you to be bolder.

"Not I," said she, with half a smile,

blowing out the candle.

"Before you speak next time, my Love...

be sure of what you handle."