The night creeps in with the cold.
The candles light up your face like an elf.
A fire egnites the coals.
You sing me a slow noel.
The sound rings in my ear.
A godsend that draws near
It won’t be a slient night.
Your jiggle bells will rock
You’re my christmas present.
I want you wrapped in my arms
Your gingerbread lips
Crannberry hair.
Eyes of coal and finger tips of snow
You mean so much to me.
Like a christmas morning. With a lit up tree. .
Colors all round changing and shining.
With hidden presents underneath.
Christmas comes but once a year.
But I want you here every night.
Hold you close and gaze into your eyes.
Making a new christmas song.
With our hearts beating along.
You are the one, my eternal present

Are you having gas Bro in that pic,lol, J/K

that is too funny,I cannot stop laughing........

that is funny i never thought of it that way before. i tried to make it look more sad or a bit down than bloated.

Okey dokey guys, but as for the poem, sound's more like a new life song rather than a seasonal Christmas one --- Nice....