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Christmas gift

I hear the merry sounds 
of Christmas carols resound all around me
I meander in and out of shops
wandering about the brightly lit arcades
bright coloured lights wink joyfully at me from every doorway
as I drag my feet
looking about
searching for the perfect gift 
to shower on you my beloved!

I search for the perfect gift
the one that will clearly tell you that you are the one
the gift that will touch my heart screaming out to me
that it’s the one for you
the one that will touch your heart
at your first sight of it 
and scream that I am the one for you

“Joy to the world”, “We wish you a merry Christmas”, “Felis novidad”
throb all around me sounding over and over again
from unseen speakers , rendering me embraced by the melodies
 “All I want for Christmas”, croons Mariah Carey
voicing my wish in loud beats and rhythms 
then I see him,
he stands riveted before the toyshop
staring intently at lavishly displayed toys
particularly the huge red jeep
such yearning, such craving
is sculpted on his toddler face
in that moment I  look into a mirror
and see my yearning, my craving
the haunting desire for a fading dream
the tangible craving for the waning moon
reflected perfectly on his face
my heart jerks painfully
as his mother wrenches him away from the toyshop window
tugging repeatedly at his arm, tagging him along
as he drags his feet
his eyes though misted always looking back at the toyshop

I lean against the cold brick wall
and sigh as Mariah soulfully ends her Christmas wish song
I know your Christmas wish gift my love;
in moments when your heart is still 
when you think I see not
I see you crave and yearn
your desire to be let free
to flap your wings and soar away
but like the boy at the toyshop window 
I know I can’t get it for you
so I push myself from the wall
and continue my search for the perfect gift 
meandering in and out
wandering around the bustling shops
humming tunes of merry Christmas melodies.


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