a chalice
gold as Midas's touch and encrusted with
rubies of blood
cold to the touch yet it burns your fingertips
when you graze the delicately emblazoned surface
pick it up
swirl it
watch the viscous liquid twirl around
like a ballerina on a summer stage
it glistens in the light
beckoning
drink!
love's sweet kiss tingles on your lips
and desire's red wine seeps into your soul
lust's thick fog clouds your eyes, lightens your head
and your heart screams for her
her!
only her