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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