If Love has made a fool of me is it not ever so?
To be Love’s Fool is more the rule than exception; This I know.
Those eyes, those lips, each stolen kiss bestowed upon your jester
makes my being a fool for Love not much of a disaster.
In Spring, a young man’s thoughts are of Love and not of the hereafter.
I’m drunk upon the sight of you, besotted by your laughter.