Bar Thoughts

This is the time
When I feel the
Empty
I sit
Surrounded by surroundings
the fullness
of companies
The whispers
Waiters waiting
bouts of laughter
loud and unwavering
I sit
surrounded by
liquids of senses
treats of waiting
I want
I want
the want of waiting
Words from caring
Beginnings of ends
Worthy nights
Early morning arms
Tight grips
From him
waiting

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