A Type of Heaven

Voices mix with the ice in the whiskey and the night pulls up around us.

Worn boots rest on weathered decks.

Half-mast eyes look on. 

Glass rims are raised to meet knowing smiles.

Time pushes back against the tide coming in and for a moment it is within this still alcove of water that all else in the world pauses too.

It is a storied wonder that this is perceived as a type of heaven. 


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