I like when we have big conversations
in small moments
the ones nestled between the roll of the die
as the trivial pursuit board laughs at
our not-so-youthful faces scrunched up
in competitive storytelling.
I like when beer slides past our tongues
and we loosen up enough
to bob our shoulders playfully to Prince.
I want to bump knees under the table
as the French fries drift past us
our nostrils flaring
like synchronized swimmers.
The waiter whose name
we can’t seem to remember
never forgets a hello,
his smiley face tattoos
charming us every time.
I like trusting you with the car keys
your night vision is better than mine
and I get to keep my eyes on you
instead of the road.
If the night ends with me
in a thrown back belly laugh
and you leaning in to kiss me
then I know
we are doing life right.
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