Once Upon a Bar
A poem about a chance encounter
Following thoughts from dusk to light, I remember you on that debut night
before your name was asked or given, a connection on that breakthrough hi.
A future was not the point of talk as we drank and flirted until last call
I drank bourbon, the beer was yours. We shared scotch and the song before
marriage, kids, mortgage, fights — but I wish again for something right.
So when you whisper love, it delights in echoes of déjà vu this night.
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