Alone, it's motionless.

Wondering whose lips touched the crystal.

Mystery,

Fearful

Did he leave?

Pour, did she out of desperation?

Sacred, blood-red

The color of anger,

Heats, and hearts.

Did they dance to the faithful memories or

Was time too far?

Was she trying to remember-or

Hoping to forget?

Love or hate,

The mystery and drama or a wine glass half-full.