I love the way the snow calls me an Angel almost like little snowflakes on the Christmas tree, I may like to pick the tree that looks so cute in my home but what I really want is to be kissed under the mistletoe.
Do you want to be under the mistletoe with me?
Do you love how I try to mrs. Claus almost like you are my Santa Claus?
You may pick up the phone and answer the call like you are asking all the children what they want for Christmas.
When they say to you, they are making a list and not to ask until it's finished, that's how you know they aren't taking the holiday lightly.
All I want is to be kissed underneath the mistletoe and wrap all the presents with a big red bow.
YOU ARE READING
All the memories I can now call: That Are Of You
AdventureThe memories that keep me going are more captivating than our dreams and they play in my head like a song one that I want to listen to everyday of the week.
