would you remember my face again

Would you remember me
if you saw my face again?
Like the night we were both
in orbit
drinking time away?

Sitting side by side
my friend and I,
She hushed my laugh,
and whispering your name
she leaned back
that I might see you sitting there,
drinking away pain.
I sipped my vodka
not really impressed,
then I looked
at you again.

Your glass was empty,
your soul on its last drop,
so I sent you a refill
for your glass that is.
Hugged your soul
from afar.

My gesture,
probably one of many
on your road to success.

You barely sipped your nectar,
but standing up you smiled and waved.
I bowed my head to you
and hugged your soul again...
and again.