New Year's Night

The couch is blue like the night.
Pale like moon light the naked skin.
On the table a liqueur jar made from cut crystal glass.
Iridescent the light breaks into sparkling stars.

He filled it with spice and cocoa powders.
The cherry schnapps is boiling - humid steam.
His eyes stroke womanlike formed marzipan.
For the first time we drink Cappuccino from such a glass.