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[title] => Toast to the Night
[time] => 2005-02-14 22:57:47
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[bodytext] => There is love, then there's tonight. A toast to all those empty glasses who stare at the time as it passes then cling together in sad melody, a thoughtful chime in quiet harmony. There is peace, then there's the night. Living now is loving now we'll make up for it, I swear somehow we'll learn to honor sacred vows I said I love you while moaning God, holding you against my bod, I meant it now, and I mean it then, what if we're plutonic, always friends? There is the past, then there's the night. A reverie in my mind's hindsight, a picture show for my delight, Chaplinesque in black and white the glasses again do clink, again is there the longing to drink more than the spirits, more than the wine, more than the incessent drought of time. Then I rewind. There is the night, then there is tonight. Forget your doubts and forget you mind. Leave it here, far behind where it can reach forward to pull you back, heat and steam and inhibitions collapse my left hand goes to release the clasps a brain in shock with a heart that gasps as gates spring free and the body grasps onto the here and now it just feels right. Here's to the moment, and here's to the night. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 2 [informant] => CodyJ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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