Dinner

With my heart beating a bass line

And my fingers searching for your own

Meeting in the middle of the table,

A hand-made centerpiece

We think back to earlier days-

Laughing at our happiest moments

Crying at our most defining;

But it seems the memory that we’re making

Is one of our finest ones yet.

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