My Christmas Queen
You sit so provocatively under our tree....
The tinsel glitters down on your shoulders free....
Your long dark hair pours from under your Santa hat....
That smile and those big brown eyes of a devious cat....
Two glasses of wine and some chocolates on a tray....
I'll just enjoy my Santa until its Christmas day....
Copyright © Michael J. Falotico | Year Posted 2010
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