I've come to realize, in the space
between apart and a part,
that you have become the saving grace
that overflows my cup
with the hail Mary's that flow
from your whiskey coated lips.
You have transformed the expanse
of a space bar into a journey that
takes our souls from the divine corners
of the universe, shrinking the distance,
to the solitude and safety
in a part of each other
that makes us feel whole.
Not fantastic. Just some late night thoughts.