Bar half empty
Beer half full
I step away for a
moment
While they seize the
opportunity
Two fruit flies
Lonely in the night
It only takes a few
sips
He feels right
And she's starting
to look fine
I return to find
them
Mid-Coitus on the
rim of my pint,
I let them drown in
their own passion.
A steamy night
Beneath the glowing
neon lights.
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