Nights Like These
Drunk again,
an all night bender
turned into a buzzed sunrise.
We watch as the morning wakes
Dawn engulfing the darkness
You arent tired, fire burning in your bloodstream.
you have another drink,
and smile when I offer you mine.
Ready to sleep off the night I say goodbye,
Stumbling and smiling
I dont regret falling into your drunken abyss.
Nights like these will become some of my fondest memories.
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I’ve found “nights like these” not to be my fondest memories and gave them up,but this is a good poem in the expression of that feeling
I gave up such nights as well, but you are productive with yours…
I’m impressed you remember!