Tuesday, December 21, 2010

The One Where On The Eighth Day Of Christmas My True Love Gave To Me.

Dear Lover,

A bunch of mistletoe.
Tied with bright green ribbon.
Hanging from a hook.
In a prime spot.
That lends itself.
To frequent grabbing of the forearms.
As I pass by.
To settle beneath.
For long sweet kisses.


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