On the side of the bed a gift slept, light skinned Christine kind of physic
A bottle of gin under the Christmas tree coz Santa is a g
Feels so fine when you on my side, alive under the deam lights
Defined by this time of our life, let's love tonight
Get lost in our gaze,wanting each others body
Christmas tunes fill the early mountain air
The sun makes an appearance and you shines under the sheets
Her curves defined her beauty nothing but art
Her smiles ignites the holiday spirit
Makes you feel a little more Merry
Her reality so true she is my only escape
Breakfast in bed for she deserve the best
For this love I will not chance,leave or get led a stare
I stole her heart and I plan to keep it
On the letter to Santa I wrote down her name fifty five times
For all I wanted for Christmas is her
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