That one night you drank too much,
but you did not drink enough.

You consumed the rare air
between us, humid with hope
and inhibitions. Ionized
with Spenserian sonnets
and Warwick singing
Walk on By.

That night I did not ask
you to marry me
and wondered if
I should have.

Now I don’t even know
where you are,
but there is a chamber
in my mind
where we meet.

Sonny Rainshine

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/that-one-night-when-you-drank-too-much/