A man and woman,
deep in love.
Glass full of red wine,
the man not drugged.
She threatened goodbye,
if he would not drink.
So he started to sip,
that glass full of pink.
After a while,
that glass half full,
she threatened to leave,
his health took toll.
So once again,
glass to the sky,
his lips did part,
with love lust eyes.
Glass now empty,
she threatened his heart,
but no more drink,
she decided to part.
Broken drink,
and shards of glass,
his life now wasted,
the after math.
And on his death,
the girl once more,
poured some pink,
for the man next door.