The Conflicted Cask

An evening's provision of vintage,

Subtly luminous; reserved

For an intimate twosome.

A singular candle,

A solitary wine glass:

Defile and discolor

The amorous, green-shaded bottle.

The pallid, virgin candle:

Quietly blazes, mateless;

Its brightness destined to smother.

The thin-stemmed glass:

Indiscernibly ruptured and dusky,

Filled with toneless tears.

The conflicted cask of spirits:

A couple, exalting the rapturous, white-hot sangria;

A loner, grieving over the sallow ferment.

Single taper, engage with another

To form a radiating pair;

Lonely chalice, heal your sorrow

By cleaving with a faithful vessel;

Oh, watery nectar, blush

A brilliant shade of burgundy!