Tis the Season
Sitting under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe),
One last candle burning low,
All the sleepy dancers gone
Just one candle burning on,
Shadows lurking everywhere:
Some one came, and kissed me there.
Tired I was; my head would go
Nodding under the mistletoe
(Pale-green, fairy mistletoe)
No footsteps came, no voice, but only,
Just as I sat there, sleepy, lonely,
Stooped in the still and shadowy air
Lips unseen – and kissed me there. ~ Walter de la Mare
Lots of Christmas kisses! Have a great holiday! I’ll be taking some time off for good behavior (yours, not mine).See you next on December 31, when I celebrate the second anniversary of mis-named Maggie Robinson Means Romance. There will be a prize! Virtual champagne and cake and confetti! Naked men!
What are you asking Santa for this year? Do you have a favorite kiss you’d like to share to make us all dreamy?