To the lady I proposed to last night

Do please excuse my momentary madness
Fueled I fear by alcoholic sadness
To be so very far from home
And feeling oh so very much alone
I fear you beauty caught me with defences down
And I behaved less like a lover, more a clown
Extolled your virtues then beyond compare
Your smile and oh that jet black raven hair
Those curves exquisitely composed
That fine but subtle disarray of clothes
The nose, the mouth, the lips are simply you
The eyes that flash ah yes they have it too
.................. But hold a minute is this some kind of joke?
You know I don't go out with girls who smoke