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Shimmering lights of blue and silver
Sparkling green and red ornaments
Lusciously enveloped a Victorian Christmas Tree
Our thoughts busy without glee
To sun-drenched islands they flee
The warmth of the stove,
The glimmer of glasses
Dry flowers in their appropriate vases
Your eyes meet mine
Together we blink twice
You touch my hands so warm and discreet
In an empty dark bedroom we meet
To linger for a brief time
Knowing that happiness is worth a dime
A dozen times we swear our love
A pink ribbon carried in the beak of the dove
The light stays on bright.
Sparkling green and red ornaments
Lusciously enveloped a Victorian Christmas Tree
Our thoughts busy without glee
To sun-drenched islands they flee
The warmth of the stove,
The glimmer of glasses
Dry flowers in their appropriate vases
Your eyes meet mine
Together we blink twice
You touch my hands so warm and discreet
In an empty dark bedroom we meet
To linger for a brief time
Knowing that happiness is worth a dime
A dozen times we swear our love
A pink ribbon carried in the beak of the dove
The light stays on bright.
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