" Year End "
This night, this holiday season.
Old surprises, old friends meet again.
This dream, this fantasy repeats.
Again and again.
This arse, my arse, her arse.
Oh such an arse.
I wish to dream.
Dream to wish.
Lovingly, longingly, heavenly, lustily.
Dream is tonight, is my dream.
Maybe real, maybe illusionary.
Too much to drink.
Too much of everything but not really enough.
Year end.
By Syrbastyian Vzampfyier
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