The cup is filled with radiant gleam,
The wine of life, the source, the stream.
Each drop a world, a dream, a song,
In fleeting truth, where we belong.
But in your eyes, I find my way,
A fire that burns, a light, a ray.
In that glance, the universe is spun,
Together, intoxicated, we are one.
Feb 6, 2025
Feb 6, 2025 at 6:03 PM UTC
The cup is filled with radiant gleam,
The wine of life, the source, the stream.
Each drop a world, a dream, a song,
In fleeting truth, where we belong.
But in your eyes, I find my way,
A fire that burns, a light, a ray.
In that glance, the universe is spun,
Together, intoxicated, we are one.
