clinking glasses and effervescent fire; lighting up tender memoirs of love; upbeat music of revelry and friends; a giddy feeling of mad remembering. an emptiness, exposed by a loss so obvious; the girl, his queen, is missing. so, mayhap, he needs a bout of new taste; to corrode the lingering presence of her; a new toy, perhaps? a better one, even? to stop the longing for someone gone. a move to the dance floor, a little more. a nudge here, a touch there--a new woman, in tow. illusions and delusions remain; but masked now, with normal smiles and lots of wine. #love #longing #masking #him #yqbaba
