Poetry · Writing

Christmas Gift

Mind blown in awe of you.
There’s no one else I need.
The only gift I want.
The only thing I want
To unwrap.

Eyebrows furrowed.
Bottom lip
Bitten in
Concentration.
And all I
Can think of
Is you.

Butterflies in my
Belly fly frenzied.
Tingles run
down my spine.
Cheeks run warm
With thoughts of you.

I close my eyes
At the thought
Of your touch.
You’re the only gft
I need this
Christmas.
The only thing
I want.

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