Pouring a cup of tea;
Into a bottle of wine;
Insensible, yet it was completed;
An empty cabinet on the cellar;
Longing for its turn;
To ripe the wine inside;
Sadly, the door was cracking;
As much as the emptiness grow;
That much it does dismay;
Never anticipate to what seems to be.

@Cabuanga
Tangerang, 6 Apr 2020