Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
He ate all my cookies,
Drank all my milk;
He had heavy boots,
And a coat made of silk.
Over his back he carried the toys;
Some of them, a lot of them, even made noise.
He smelled like fresh, tobacco smoke;
He gave my favorite tree an irritated poke.
A grumpy look came upon his face;
This guy is crazy, and I bet he carries a mace.
He reached into his bag, so I thought for gold,
But out he pulled, a big lump of coal.
With an angry look, he set it down with ease;
Then walked up to my chimney, and squeezed his nose.
I'll never forget the obese man in red;
I'll hate him forever, until the day I am dead.
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.<
If you awake to one more dreary day,
an empty heart with empty hours to kill,
rem
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
Love is like a bicycle
Left out in the storm
If it's not protected
Rust b
In the darkness, in the silence,
Only faint memories of joy are heard.
Overrun by
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
Once there was a boy who never
Tore his clothes, or hardly ever,
Never made his s
I'm getting older, nature deems.
I'm coming apart at the seams.
The things that n
I wake up every day with your smile on my mind.
It's a beautiful sight to behold, so soft
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
