non sequitur

it's been a while since one of those nights
you know the nights, the nights that last till dawn
where the conversation just goes on and on
from one non sequitur to the next, to the next
the nights where inside jokes are born
where laughter flows like wine
and all the world adorned with a certain glow
where you already know someone
you've no reason to already know
where the banter never seems to end
and you find a new love or a new old friend
I miss those nights and the promise that they bring
but the best thing about those nights
is you know somehow they'll always come again