Here and Gone
By Steve Baba
She gave me a fake name
And so did I
We stole the bouquet
And a bottle of champagne
We sat at the piano
Eyes locked
Our lips were inches away
We danced slowly to the last song
I told her I was sexier in a
Beached stained t-shirt and sweats
She believed me
Close your eyes she said
And count to five
I did
And when I opened them
She was gone
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