Feelings

I poured the wine into a standing glass on the edge of table and lean back on my chair, knowing it will be a good taste from every drops of sound it made whirl in within, so lusty and mesmerizing.

I got excited to hold my gaze upon its impeccable figure, alluring fragment lit up the life in the air but it slip between my fingers and fell.

On the ground it shattered into hundreds of pieces reflecting my self….

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