On Christmas Eve~

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On Christmas Eve~

Stood up in a parking-lot

Mind and thoughts spin a lot

Looking up at the stars

Mars and Venus bright that night

Close together with craned necks towards sky

 

His arm brushing hers

She is shy looking at cars

He whispered looking at her

'It's beautiful.' she said non-lure

 Yes! he would whispered

 

He would look up

She would look up

Their eyes would meet

Like Cinderella she would fled off into the night

 

He feels her racing heart beat

Like a drum beat on Nicki's hits

She been so hesitant, so scared and tense

He put a hand on her waist

But she wasn't going to get waisted

 

The snow flakes started falling

White cold fluffy makes her skin seems fair

Whirling fantastic in the misty air

It was on the third date he dared

To get that chocolate caramels skin-girl

Their lips met, their bodies with one accord

His arms wrapped around her, more than a rope

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A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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