More Than This

In a corner, two at a table

A glass of vodka with ice

And a glass of sprite

Low lights overhead

Eyebrows raised and fingers reaching

Full hearts and a basket of bread

I love you when you’re in my dreams

City noises echo quietly

Foreheads bumping and nose touching

Loud car doors and a 20-percent tip

I love you all night and all morning

I love you in a pile of gravel

I love you behind a brick wall

I love you more than I love tomorrow

Oh, I love you more than I love this

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