Concerning the Comments Going Around the Office; or: Thank You, Vladimir; or: The Difference Between Day and Night; or: You Can Be In My Dream, but I’ve Got No Choice

Yes,
it is
true:

I am a lucky, lucky man
I spend my days in the company
of many beautiful women.

However,
for balance, I suppose,
or something similarly intangible and weightless,

the universe has made it so
I should spend my nights
alone.

And,
somewhat sadly, somehow sweetly,
there are many of those lonesome nights

in which I want nothing more
than someone to hold.
Someone to hold.

Oh well.
I go to bed, instead,
with music.

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