Dragoncrest Cliffs the bus earned a drink for sure.

six passings of four seasons
and how many seasons were truly kind?
fall and winter were cruel
spring a tease
and summer so short she may have been a dream.

cayetano had lived
one revolution around the sun
and he wondered
what must it be like
to know you have more looking back
than going forward.

young pup?
cayetano grins
i'll have you know
i'm mature in all the ways that count.
he turns his body sidelong
so she could sup her fill
of the tall, dark drink
that was cayetano saborico.
i'll be two soon.
why, you interested?