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Tag Archives: Christmas
Christmas comforts
There is something special In the winter atmosphere, It releases a magical energy In the frost bite every year. From the crackles of a fire And the snuggles under a blanket, With the scent of apple cinnamons Coming from the … Continue reading
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Naughty or nice
Twas the night before ChristmasThe house was at rest,I slipped into something festiveAnd gave him a glance of my breast.The stockings were onAnd the garter was teasing,He followed me upstairsFor his favourite pleasing.Naughty or niceHe was on my list,It wasn’t … Continue reading
Cosy
The wind screams And the rain thuds, The skies are turning As dark as mud. A cold bite In the morning air, Tears are streaming From my every stare. No longer I feel My fingers or thumbs, My nose is … Continue reading