I didn’t want to and you knew.
We mutually ignored the cues.
I saw your cards and you saw mine:
The Tom Odell, the rum, the wine,
The yawn, the stretch, the polite decline
Of just one more.
But I owe you. Forever.
So whenever the mood takes you
We do. And you knew
I didn’t want to.
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Mutual respect, which in time may lead to something else.
Two glasses clinker together
While two make a wonderful tune
Let’s await what the universe will make of two
Well penned dear poet
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