Wrapped in flannel and denim,
against the winter's cold.
hot chocolate kisses
burn hotter than the fire.

goosebumps rise,
and not just from the temperature.
hands search, as stairs climbed,
and the door is opened.

slow tug on
the zipper's slider head,
the sound of each tooth
coming apart,
exciting things contained within.

trembling fingers,
undo buttons,
silky wrappings,
beneath denim and cloth.

the color of flesh
and sprinkled freckles,
in stark contrast
to foam green trimmed white lace.

like sliding bows off boxes,
early Christmas morn.
revealing the gifts,
now given early.

tickets for two,
to new adventures,
treasures to taste,
experiences of pleasure.

manna from heaven,
within the folds,
and excitement,
as I climb the peaks.

warmth and wind,
suction and friction,
sensations ignite,
as pulses rise.

new places and heights,
reached and explored,
bliss tasted, and felt,
on Christmas Eve.