My Christmas Gift To You

My Christmas gift to you
Is not wrapped up in coloured paper,
Tied with ribbon and bows
And hidden beneath the tree
It’s visible for all to see
It is written on my face
Like ink on parchment
It spills out from my heart
Like boiling milk from a pan
It emanates from my every pore
And surrounds us all
My Christmas gift to you
Is my never ending love

PS – there are gifts under the tree as well

A romantic poem about that most precious, yet intangible, gift that you can give your partner at Christmas. There is a jolly little postscript which will get you out of being accused of being a cheapskate.

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Love Poems for Christmas

My Christmas Gift To You

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