In a corner did they sit. They told no one who they were with. His eyes dropped to her fingertips, her nails were bitten to the quick. But when she smiled her face was lit with all he realized he had missed. So it seemed appropriate to raise their glasses to their lips.
One and two had barely hit; another round to make it stick. The third and fourth were innocent, and slid into the fifth and sixth. With that it seems he did dismiss the wagon that had brought him in. So sad to be the man who isn’t living up to who he is.
Closing time was imminent. She gently set her hand on his, which stripped his last hope to resist. They kissed, they kissed.