Wineglass
An hour to midnight
low lit lights
gentle undertones
stained clouds of moisture
in a glass of wine
as thick
as ripe layers of fog.
hums of symphonies,
swells of low pitched voices,
crescendos of conversation.
murmurs, whispers of fine China
and the newest editions of
oil paintings from Italy
Midnight at the gallery
Once
clear glass, stained with
lipstick and breath --
Laughter, light and
undertones of ripe berry
lingered on the tip of glass.
eyes wandering
over canvases of
lavish art
While stained clouds
of moisture
are as thick as
ripe layers of fog.
Aug 25, 2020
Aug 25, 2020 at 1:10 AM UTC
Wineglass
An hour to midnight
low lit lights
gentle undertones
stained clouds of moisture
in a glass of wine
as thick
as ripe layers of fog.
hums of symphonies,
swells of low pitched voices,
crescendos of conversation.
murmurs, whispers of fine China
and the newest editions of
oil paintings from Italy
Midnight at the gallery
Once
clear glass, stained with
lipstick and breath --
Laughter, light and
undertones of ripe berry
lingered on the tip of glass.
eyes wandering
over canvases of
lavish art
While stained clouds
of moisture
are as thick as
ripe layers of fog.
