the last time you were here

the last time you were here
you sat right there.
we drank wine and smoked
and talked about nothing.
you were wearing a shirt
that said Superstar
and your hair was longer.
we watched the fire and
listened to Gomez.
we talked about that person in our lives
who wasn't there.
you said yours was taller than me
and had a better tattoo,
but laughed like i did
and never got mad.
i said mine was like you,
shorter than me,
quiet, but friendly
and easy to please.
with vibrant, fiery eyes,
deep and soulful.
she'd walk like you do
with head high and shoulders back.
she'd treat her friends and family
like you do
with respect and love and patience.
she'd be good with kids
and animals in general.
she'd have a sense of humor like yours.
she'd watch Borat
and laugh and groan like we do.
she'd run and workout,
but not every day.
she'd like the kind of music we do
and love live shows.
she'd play pool and darts,
but let me win more than you do.
she'd drink beer or wine and make her own drinks.
she be more organized than either of us
and not mind a little mess.
i said she'd hold hands
and kiss in public
but i didn't talk about sex.
you got up to get another glass of wine.
did you ever figure it out?