yet another almost

we talk, exchanging

names and troubles,

aspirations, situations,

‘ations upon ‘ations

 

out of the night comes

a stranger

stands beside her

from her drink he sips

 

returning to my drink

invisible for a spell

jealousy rages

but soon subsides

 

she leaves, “Good night”

Can I ask for your number?”

I know where to find you,” she says

and I love her for it

 

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