Roasting by the Open Fire

Melodies of love songs of Christmas in your arms I feel the warmth

Of your burning heart next to mine as its roasting by the open fire

On a wintry cold night, so white with slopes and mounds of drifts that glitter

In the sunlight beams from afar, the sleigh bells play inside my mind

Every time you look into my eyes, I feel my aching for your love, I flitter

Inside my legs, my thighs my chest I can't wait for that hot chocolate romance

As we rush into the bedroom another flame arises, its Christmas time and the time

For love and passion for the gift of life we hold so dear, come near to me and be my present

I have a mistle toe above the head board, of the brass frame of a love making dream

And you roasting into my life with the flames of rage into my veins, the open fire reflects images that melt the draped

Icicles hanging above the window pane while we remain enduring our loves passion it turns into cream

Roasting by the open fire with memories and mood of a dreamy holiday season