Cups of wine

Women I wished be mine
Those varied cups of wine
Pukes of loss flushed down gutter
Perhaps wine not mine, I mutter

Hey man guess what! says soul
Grabbing a cup ain't a foul
Gifts of fate a priceless stake
Forsake not for God's sake

Hey man guess what! says mom
Your wine ain't ready yet, so calm
Gifts of fate a priceless stake
Forsake not for God's sake

Sinking deep in friend zone
God please throw me a bone
Hey man guess what! says God
Your cup ain't ready yet, that's odd.