We spoke again last night
your sweet lips dripping a heady bouquet
I love you
I miss you
I need you.

You said that when we kissed
the twenty years since our last
melted away
I want you
I need you
I'm sorry

You said that if it could be me
and we could be we
then you would move mountains
to make it so.

I know I should tell you
the lies I tell myself
I'm tired
I'm broken
I'm letting go.

Yet still you play your tune
and I always loved to dance.