The pavement glistens
with slices of white luminance
and summer rain.
And the sky is empty,
and dark,
and beautiful.
And our drunken bodies
in a drunken kind of way
dance their way home.
And for some reason,
we do not talk.
We just look and laugh
and stare and love.
As I struggle
to place the key
in the doorknob,
you kiss me
with whiskey still on your lips.
When we get into the apartment,
we retire to the bedroom.
Too drunk to remember
to drink water.
I am sunken into the bed,
while you get undressed.
And even though
all the lights are off,
I swear I can see the
glow,
maybe the stars,
maybe the moon,
reflected in you.
And I have never wanted you more.
Come lay with me
for a while,
just a while.
Forever is just
a minute away.
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