Gin and Tonic

Oh, kind compulsion that swiveled me around

To ask what you were imbibing

And our laughter bounced off the dark wooden tables

As more merriment kept arriving

Your eyes followed mine in the crowd of the room

As we weaved our way through the frolic

That’s why I kept coming back to your side

‘Cos you had me at gin and tonic

At home; a game and such banter ensued

But you missed all my furtive glances

And as bonhomie gave way to fiery conviction

I treasured these stolen chances

For our eyes belied the bittersweet baggage of our lives

As they twinkled to sounds so symphonic

I could not have foreseen, oh how easy it’d been

Since you had me at gin and tonic

So will we hear sweet murmurings on the Seine

Or conquer new vistas oceanic?

Mayhap melt in mellifluous melodies galore

Amidst midsummer moon-nights static

Who knows but Kronos; that crusty old bat

Can’t stop us making life euphoric

To life, to song, music and dance and to more times

For gin and tonic.