Taken aback by an empty box;
wrapping paper crumpled
with her clothes on the floor.
Christmas lights illuminated passion
beaming in her eyes.
A bow that fixed her lips spoke of sweet nothings.
I cupped her cheeks,
savoring the gift of pure love.
Naked, we enjoyed the ride.
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