The lights have quit
candles are lit
a spark ignites the hearth
red Rudolph leads
the others heap
you’re still surrounding earth
I’m sitting here
stare into sphere
awaiting your late arrival
hope you’re not tired
I’m much too wired
I need you for my survival
I’ve been nice and fair
all doggone year
it’s time to get a little naughty
another sip of wine
this drop tastes so fine
and gets me to be doughty
I hear your sleigh
you park it to stay
you’re sliding down the smoke shaft
what you do next
leaves me perplexed
and border lines on which craft
just once a year
you’re coming near
to hold me soft and tender
we take it slow
but once you grow
I can just surrender
no time to be nice
let's dash on the spice
you stand there in total splendor
your beard’s a tickle
you’re sweet as a pickle
I’m tearing off your rope
your belt’s undone
what have I become
you certainly ain’t no mope
I hold my breath
while you kiss and caress
to my door you hold the key
you know all the codes
and when passion explodes
I cry out a heavenly plea
we claim Christmas night
‘cause this feels so right
you know where I want to be
who wants cookies and milk
when you can have silk
and end up in unuttered glee…
Walt
always,
randy
Blessings from Kentucky,
Joyce B.
Love Tinka :)
hugs
Santa Fee
Seya neath the mistletoe...