It was the night before Christmas
Teeming within his creative mind,
Yuletide reindeer and lovely angels
But, oh, there’s one particular kind . . .
Her majestic eyes like diamond sparkles
That enthralling smile remains aglow,
Her fragrance lingers from that winter
Her enchantment he simply can’t let go
As the window mists from falling rain…
He rubs the pane to clear the dew,
Sleigh bells jingle in the distance
Behold, her silhouette comes into view
Seated next to ol’ St. Nick . . .
Rudolph gleefully leading the way,
Could it be: that starry-eyed angel?!
Such beautiful cargo aboard Santa’s sleigh
“A special delivery,” St. Nicholas bellows,
“But remember to handle with exquisite care”;
“Absolutely!” says the creative writer . . .
“Less than an angel? I wouldn’t dare”
He extends his hand to help her down . . .
Invites her into his warm embrace,
She lingers there like a fireplace refuge
His hands cradle her tender face
Even more lovely, she, than before
He takes her hand, escorts her inside,
Yule logs ablaze capture her gaze
Memories surface when once denied
Words escape them—they’re without need
While Nat King Cole begins to play,
She rests her head upon his shoulder
A wish come true…this gift of Bae
Silent night, this moonlit night
The hearth aflame, the tree lights aglow,
Breathes on her is his intimacy
A forehead kiss beneath the mistletoe
And since there’s no other place they’d rather go…
Let it snow, let it snow, let it flow….
Merry Christmas, babygirl,
Romance for the holidays. -Rg2
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