She had left her wineglass half-full
on my copper topped coffee table
from the night before, before bed
directly beneath the vase centerpiece
a tulip petal had fallen perfectly
and settled into the Bleasdale Shiraz
like a disembodied cupped hand
a ringless finger as the apex
Addict Basic 253 on the rim
formed a streaked opaque heart
more are scattered round the room
the mirror, a pen, my neck
