Gin and Tonic
Chic and sophisticated
My arrow of time has been shot too late.
Memories from lifetimes ago feel familiar now.
The warmth of a bonfire. The smell of burning eucalyptus and pine fill my nostrils. I will catapult back to when you were in your prime.
Your uptight manners remind me where I stand. They soothe me in a way unfamiliar to time. We follow that long dusty road to the place we call home. We sit on our porch as the last ray of light fades into darkness. The stars illuminate us now.
We are. Not when or if. We are.
Together through the ravages of time. Forever.