Rum and Coke

Staring at the rim
Of a glass of rum and coke
Where temptation is a ball full of eye
And taste, heaven on tongue tip
As the glass rose and the lips lowered
There was only enough room for saliva and carbon dioxide
To crash in to each other – on the meniscus
When melancholia drowned in firewater
And the vapor of nostalgia saturated the heart
As for a demi-hour, memory lane
Was a promenade of an inebriated chamber
When footsteps tiptoed through the mist
To find a sediment of love
As a vestigial fossil

rum and coke