Will be as good?

As the full moon announces the strike of midnight

A world of wishes will escape to the sky.

A world of kisses upon the moments

Maybe next year

Not that this year wasn't a winner

But, maybe next year will be a bigger winner

I have high hopes maybe

Maybe next year
I'll keep the promises.
Promises made to myself
every year.
I will do this,
will not do that.
Maybe next year.

once it's that time
to be spilling words from mediocre lips like a dam, overflowing
i'll freeze up again
like a
nother ice age
and