Something Extra For Sadder People

Life seems less and less interesting

with every passing night

without explorations

and I’d love to explore

you and her and him and it

               but it’s too cold to fall in love

                         and blanket days are not here

                                 yet.

           

I never thought, though

        that I’d think of love

                 on a night of sugarless tea
                      -- it's not that i like tea bitter
                             there just isn't any sugar under
                                    my reach

but who needs sugar in tea

            when falling in love all over again

                      is such sweet joy

                                as the radio plays

“Nat King Cole Sings”

        yet I cannot

             but I can fall in love

                      which is enough

                            which is better than

candied earl grey.