Five Empty Glasses

The five glasses
By the fire place
Where we met last week

Wine stained glasses
Where I saw your face
But now the days are bleak

The house now sands quiet
Where is was once filled with joy
This house was such a riot
And I fell for your ploy

Five empty glasses
In a room still not clean
That magical place

Where you of the lasses
So beautiful you did seem
Your hair, your eyes, your face

But now you’re gone
And I don’t know to where
What when wrong
With our one day love affair