Cup of Love

In the twilight with passing time

We could converse yet be still

Taking a seat while viewing sea

Choosing you over was my will

In the cold wintry maize

Noises made by a little child

A sip of you gave me ease

Looking till the beauty slowly glide

In the hour of growing night

People tempted for spicy sauce 

Coloured wheels passing  my sight

I kept holding with a smile 

Growling dogs with soothing winds 

Laying down without a role 

A small intake gave me wings 

To untie my very confused soul

In this moment where i  need to leave 

Holding back a very last blob 

Got up raising to wave a bye 

Thanking my cup for its sweet love bomb.