Talk of those tales, that race my heart And thrills my feelings Those that of, passionate moments Spent in each others arms The sunset and the slow sipping of Our favorite wine Eyes locked in few instances That speak of thousand thoughts The lips genuinely invites a gentle kiss Over and over While you keep your gaze fixed on me Embracing the blushy look on my face And breaking it into a joke An unbelievable feeling of closeness erupts Yet, both content on their motion Soon, letting the emotions flow Our lips met each other A hot vibe ran into my veins And I was taken deeper into trance Getting a hold onto, I ****** myself off Only to find, him drunk drolled on the counter With my hand in his grip Whispering... Thank you, Santa..