The Revolution Of Love Poem by Catfish McDaris

When my lady is happy, singing
in Spanish and French and I smell
the perfume of Mexican vanilla,
cinnamon, cloves, cilantro, and sage

The cats are purring on the bed
and the snow is melting and chives,
garlic, daffodils, and grapes are
looking at the sun with love

I smile inside I no longer care how
much money I have or owe, or that
I don't drive or my hair is thinning or
that I'm closer to death than life

I put another quarter in the parking
meter, laugh at the shadows and think,
my turn to pull the rabbit from the hat.