Stained Eclipse

Sip from a chipped teacup, the glass is still half full. A grin frowns upside down framed by two twinkling eyes. Her brilliance lights this town. Sip from a chipped teacup, just turn the rim around. Press on and work it out, beauty and bold en force. Pure gold in a blackout. Sip from a chipped teacup, no need for something new. When it’s bountiful? Share. Give a bit of your gift, it is no worse for wear. Sip from a chipped teacup, taste once in a lifetime. Lingering on stained lips, settling to a fine scar. Real and a wish eclipse.