Such sweet-saccharine moments
fill my life when you and I are here,
in this place,
where I need not worry of hourglasses
running out of sand,
nor a restaurant dimming its lights
for last call,
'cause in this place,
I have everthing I want -
you, me, dorky debates about
the roundness of donuts,
and coffee that's always
brewed fresh-hot and dripped to
the perfection of us...
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