A cup sits on a stack of books.
as inquisitive eye ascends closer
to a photograph well framed.

Is it filled with coffee to keep one up to study,
as night lamps burn I wonder.

Perhaps it’s filled with hot chocolate to take chills away
on night when wind roars.

Maybe it was an evening meal of soup to drink
before going back to reading.
Or perhaps, it’s filled with chocolate milk
to make an inner child smile
and the books are just coasters.

The choice is yours
as the image is yours to play with
in a mind where anything is possible.