hallowed hollowness

hollow vessel
empty unless filled
brimming over unless poured out
[whose hands will clasp?
whose face will turn
eyes caught by the glint
of light refracted upwards
from the glass?]
liquid love ripples
fingers tremble
one sip and
the heart's knowledge
of the head
the head's understanding
of the heart
will be tasted
and slip down into hollowness
this hallowed evening
drink deep
only one hand-span of time is left
completion waits at the door