The season for giving, a gift to you, freely I give
Upon thy brow from deep within.
A crown, not of thorns, but of pearls around your neck
Glistening in the moonlight and snow. Wet, like dew,
Though drying; the remnants of rivers
Become trails that only snails follow.
Coaxed by thy lips, drawn by thy breath, teased by your tongue
Until I am blown; both mind and body.
Jingled ornaments, jewels of family pride, hung beneath wooden pine.
Open this package, a present for a celebrated night.
Take it in your hand, shake it, hold it up to your eye to spy what is inside.
Explosion of joy, tis the season; a gift I give to you.
Freely, upon this silent night.
Published by authorstew
C. Stuart Lewis creates poems with feeling, intelligence and sex appeal. His short stories and books focus on characters that feel real in real world situations. Originally from the United States he now resides in Ontario, Canada. Check out his webpage at TheAuthorStew.ca
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