Sangria and Marshmallows

Just reminiscing all the good times

Those nights we spent spending time dancing,

Loud in your apartment. 

As we aged, sangria turned to wine, but the 

Marshmallows stayed the same.

Our ice cream flavors morphed, but the

Idea remained. 

We were infinitely youthful, though our faces 

And bodies changed. 

Together we were complete.