Christmas Eyes

Christmas Eyes short poem

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Your eyes are the only Christmas lights
that deserve to be seen all year long.


Switch off the TV, it is performing to blind eyes
Unplug the internet, let’s disconnect the outside
Pile duvets on the sofa and we’ll climb inside
Build a tent with a reading light, stock books and supplies.

Say goodnight under moonlight, the quiet so clear
Roll over ‘til our bodies meld, warm breath in my ear.
Eyes that close tightly, sweet dreams, good night dear
I’ll kiss your head as always, hair in my mouth the souvenir.

We wake, walk in Scotland and take in the air
The cold grass, the stone roads, we haven’t a care
The tea light candles glisten in your golden hair
The Oak and the Fir trees can not help but stare

At a love so electric the stars have gone green
For a love like this they just never have seen
With you there my baby I feel like I’m fourteen
The definition of perfection, in converse and jeans.

With Christmas tree lights around the table at night
And candles that flicker, wind dancing with the light
I cover you in more blankets as the cold starts to bite,
As we read under moonlight, so close, cuddled tight.

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Ah Neil a lovely love poem, I can of course imagine the scene.


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