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The Christmas List Revelation

you tell me to make a Christmas list i am sitting here trying to think with pen and pad in hand i can only think of one entry, so i put said pen and pad back in the drawer i sit on the sofa next to you and plant tickle kisses on the nape of your neck you ask me for my Christmas list i reply by telling you one was not necessary you then ask me why and do i want anything at all for Christmas i take your soft, warm hands in mine and look into your carolina pine brown eyes i then tell you that i already have my Falling Star Angel Wish your eyes begin to water steadily and then i feel your body shake as you ask me what the wish is i simply say 'YOU' you simply reply 'I YOU TOO' we hold each other until our emotions become our bedtime story

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