Ahhh, 47 years have officially passed... and I'm still here.

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Ahhh, 47 years have officially passed... and I'm still here.
apple & cinnamon cereal bar - 130 cals
chobani flip peach cobbler - 150 cals
bbq chips - ??
bread w/butter - ??
lasagna soup - ??
uh oh! craving a kiss again, a fitful sleep,
a fistful of hair and a chance at something softer
chase it down down down
with a drink at a party standing across the room from you
i draw a face on a balloon, float it across to you
you catch it, we lock eyes
i mime kissing with my hands, and you nod very seriously
as you make out in earnest with a sharpie face, i wonder what kind of foreplay this is
the kind that leads nowhere, exchanging rueful smiles
we don't let our hands linger too long
and maybe i'll see you in the new year, then again maybe not
oh no, with the drinks in me i can never quite tell
if the hands i raise are to slap you or pull you closer
you promise you don't mind, another smile
i know that you don't, and when you do
it's empty promises that we'll meet again
back to the party again, conversations engaged
i sing along until my voice gives out
and you're running to catch the last bus
the balloons sliding softly along the ground in your wake