Lament of a Martini Glass

Night after night.
Every night I await you.
I crave for thy rosy lips,
And down my spine runs
A misty chill of timid desire --

Night after night.
Every night I await you.
To touch thy warmth
and feel your softness.
Hoping you’d notice.

Night after night.
Every night
In me you drown
thy sea of sorrow,
raise a toast for a better tomorrow.

Night after night.
Every night I bridge
your past and dreams.
Sip you down martini,
so lovingly for thee I hold.

Night after night.
Every night you exile me
Not lost in thoughts
or any profound talk —
Yet so cold, such ignore?

Night after night.
Every night sigh bubbles up,
hope hits the glass-bottom.
my pride obliterated
and love unrequited!