Pull me close
despite the whisperings
left unspoken
despite the ghost rememberance
of the hands between us
Taste my lips
but don't drink too deeply
the sweet poison
of deception still lingers
clinging like wine
dragging us under...

The glasses shatter
gather up the remains
but the shards can't be reset
will never be whole again
Hold out your hand
but keep it steady
as I place the broken glass
against your palm
a piece is missing
ground to dust
so take this piece of mine
make yours whole
and leave rest on the floor
where it belongs