We’ll be wasted tonight
We’ll swim through the moment
We shall paint it with time
We’ll call it –
If we need it
There was a girl
I liked her
I watched as I ate my dinner
A beacon in my past
She was
Like a house-light on the moor
Spoke names to destroy
To confirm our joy
I could now see her eyes
We told stories of old
Smothered in gold
We chewed on our past
I smiled
You showed a door
To an understanding
With your own truth inside
We’ll sit and agree
And then go home
Expectations for now
Retire now for the future
To reincarnate at our reunion
A blind eye to our past.