Perfect, Finite

I happened by your old apartment last night

Through the curtain a TV was blinking

I thought of when you brought me there

Rushing from that bar's dull roar

to the street

so many years before

so many years before

We hopped the stairs and stopped to kiss at each flight

Dizzy from whatever we'd been drinking

we burst through your apartment door

clothes torn off and curtains drawn

we made love and fell asleep at dawn

and fell asleep at dawn

I never called you

you never called me

this was a moment

perfect

finite

finite

perfect

we were both content

knowing that's all it was meant to be

I happened by your old apartment last night

seeing it again I can't help thinking

some part of you is still living there

and though you've long since moved away

I think of you

and wonder where you are

today

where are you

today