And so we move
In spaces apart
Joined by our memories
The only thing we'll share for a while
It's a strange numbness
Of mind and body
And yet I am no zombie to this
Instead this makes me 'comfortably numb'
And look!
Corniness galore, sweetness but not sticky
Of conversations that don't seem to end
That's how my time with you was spent
This is good
This is true
Offered in a sentence by you
Offer me some more wine, won't you....
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