Your purple satin reflecting the candle light, you twirled a pirouette and sat down in my lap. Your arm around my shoulder, mine around your waist, your brown eyes twinkling in the Christmas lights....
And your soft black lips taste so sweet, and my hand on that smooth white place above the top of your stocking, your fingers slinking through my hair while we both whisper our secret prayers....
And now I'm watching you breathing easy, slow and deep while you watch the dreams unfolding on the inside of your eyelids, I think I'll just watch a little longer, before I call a car to take you home.
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