There were full glasses on the table

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There were full glasses on the table
that first night, and your scent
was faint, but sweet.

Our conversation went something like,

"no, better... usually alone...
no, worse... happy...
something like that... yes."

Something like that... yes.

You were endearing.

Our glasses were filled
again and again

and then they were empty.

The night became warm
but we were no longer thirsty.