I yearn for a drink tonight,
To touch the cool stem of the glass,
And the tongue prodding each drop,
Of glistening wine that so sizzles.
I so desire a drink tonight,
To watch the colors of the cocktails,
Feeling it washing away all grit,
Of the day's weariness and stress.
I must have that drink tonight,
To celebrate the good news announced,
And for those I failed to hear from,
Every clink will sound magical..
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