I want to send you a Christmas card
to tell you all that you mean to me.
But i’m not allowed to do that
for fear it would be taken wrong.
I saw a gift on the store shelf
and thought it was perfect for you.
But i can’t give you any presents
for fear it would be taken wrong.
I want to kiss under the mistletoe
to feel you near, your lips on mine.
But i can never feel you, skin on skin.
No one must know how i feel.
Not even you.
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LLH
12/18/14
3:01 pm