Here we sit before the fire
My arms wrapped round your waist
The yuletide log burns warm and bright
Our hot cocoa mugs rest empty
Our tummies full of love
Music from your Ipod plays
All those holiday tunes
This is the perfect night with you
It's all I need
All I hope for
All I want for Christmas
It's you
YOU ARE READING
a glimpse into this brain of mine
Poesiapoetry collection Trigger warnings Beautiful cover made by @_demi-wizard_ and @Adiemxs
