YuleTide

Yuletide
New snowfall, your resplendence, preferred
All aglitter beneath the mistletoe crowned
In your arms, the joy of paradise, found,
Bare shoulders, gentle kisses, fires stirred,
The radiance of your dancing eyes, I behold,
I long for the honeyed sweet taste of thy lips,
To feel your velvet soft skin with my finger tips,
Ridged the Paps, quick thy breath, as I do hold.
By Holda’s sacred pool, thy womb, caressed,
Thine warmth, thy lips, given by the Jul light,
Majestic hills uncovered, your gift of white,
Children, from the embers, with us be blessed.
The New Year welcomed in splendid fashion,
Our lives renewed with continued growth of passion.