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Chalice
her neck is so slender and fragile
i grip it hard
wanting to crush it in my hands
then brush off guilty shards
her dress is transparent
i see her heart
blood deep burgundy and seductive
so sweet it makes me giddy
i kiss her gold rimmed lip
a clear tone rings softly
temptation
drunk silly with infatuation
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I wrote Chalice as an interpretation of a wineglass. The fragility of its stem creates an irresistible urge to break it. Like the lure liquor it often contains, there is some force that draws you to the slender tapering of a chalice–– fingers playing inexplicably with the urge to snap it.