It took me a while to come up with something today, but I eventually managed to get it together.
We observed our reluctant silence
with dignity, like old friends
on the war front. Your hopes
were bruised, as was my vanity.
Stubborn in our anachronism, we
pledged our truce over cheap wine
and a leftover meal, with
improbable patience. Outside,
in the trenches, we could hear
the survivors scuttle in search
of lost love tokens and amulets.