Christmas

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Brew me a pot of love early on Christmas morning
A love that heats me up slow like the back burner on the stove
Wake me up to a man rocking me steady saying,
“Merry Christmas honey, tea is ready”
Give me a gentleman with long arms and a big heart to keep me company
A man who buys me sunflowers and loves me like it’s his superpower
I’d like a breakfast of butterflies with blushing smiles on the side
A glass of endless kisses and I’ll be more than fine

Brew me a pot of love early on Christmas morning
Make it potent, extremely strong – something I can’t run away from
Let me soak in that world – sink deep in-between every word that’s ever spoken
I want to come free – undone in the arms of the lover who dares hold me
Slowly sip on a love that directly hits my nerves – runs fast in my blood
Makes my pulse jump and my toes curl
I’ll pucker my lips and indulge in it – savour the bitter as I enjoy the sweet.

Brew me a pot of love early on Christmas morning
A lazy kind of love – the kind which you don’t try too hard yet it works
A basic love – where we both talk about our feelings and listen to what the other is meaning
Give me a sweet love – a love like sugar which gives me an adrenaline rush
The kind of love that has me excited about wearing his t-shirt,staying in and laying on the couch to watch a movie –
All because he’ll have his hands all over me…
I don’t need a gift when I already have him, a truly Divine thing.

Brew me a pot of love early on Christmas morning
Let it simmer, let it take its time to get ready
Make sure it’s covered and stir it from time to time
Sing songs to the fire – it adds magic to the pot
Hocus-pocus does he love me, does he love me not?
Give me dreams – imaginations of what the future could hold
Wrap my lover inside my arms and tie us together – to hold, support and adore…
Every dawn, every dusk , in the light, in the dark, every day the earth goes round the sun,
To my lover – I pledge my heart.