Glass

​I hold your hand

Like it is broken glass

Shattered, irreparable

Capable of piercing 

The harshest soul. 
I  cry your name

Wine coats my tongue

Through the water glass

The chimes of crystal

Echoing in my heart. 
I see your form 

Relentless and eternal

Ever changing, ever present

Reflected in the glass

Your face is a question
I speak no words

Your songs sing through me

You are the tall cold drink of summer

I am the ice cubes

Melting in the glass. 

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