And then something happens
or does it?
That delicious taste of anticipation
swirls around in the glass before you
and if you dare take a sip
you will have knowledge or...
disappointment.
But if you sit watching it
you won't know,
so neither will you be
rewarded, nor let down.
The smoky, bitter scent
tries to overcome you
with a wanting of pleasure,
but deep in that glass
a whole other world sleeps,
waiting to be awoken.
The crystal glass
as round as your eyes
blurs behind a screen
of wishes, wants and forgotten sensations
but if you drink to this sort of ceremony
what will be left?
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