Mistletoe
While dancing under the mistletoe,
His eyes sparkled like those on the trees.
He slowly moved towards me,
Touching his nose on my nose,
Making it easy for him to open his gift
Which tasted like cherry on my tongue.
Copyright © Flora Mae Gudez | Year Posted 2014
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