Drunkards

#Drunkards

words spill out like
water when they should be wine.
yet i'm so drunk on
the things we say without substance,
those crude vessels to be
blessed with an elixir within.
how we drunkards stumble through life!
with floors shifting, tipping
us together and apart.
when i saw you, the world trembled
with me; when we
finally walked as one,
the walls leaned in and
whispered their concern.
oh! how long must i wait
to know you as you are?

[1] (https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/75dqj2/parts_of_a_whole/do5hj1i/)

[2] (https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/75e0ks/on_the_lookout/do5htq0/)