The Last Drop of Love

As I picked up the glass I felt its weight I felt its coolness Its perfect smoothness So where does gravity find a grip? As I sipped the wine I tasted aromas deep I tasted the sun on rounded grapes Grown in distant, romantic landscapes So how did the taste get to travel? As I saw the light reflected red I saw the rings of colour I saw the glow, I saw the faded pallor In the edges of the light So why did the light leave no mark? And as I turned to weightlessness And became a deathly stench I turned into eternal light My hand being firmly clenched So why are You taking me home?