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Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas

Rookie (22/10/1991 / Kampala, Uganda)

My Christmas.


This christmas, All I want is you,
Not the mistletoes, unless
Adorned with You,
Cause you are all I need this christmas.
I can see all santa's laughters,
In You.
Be my christmas,
On eve I wanna carry you
On my lap
As we usher into christmas.
I just want you for my christmas,
More than you could make
My happy holiday,
Than alot of presents and mistletoe balms
Wrapped in big white, red bows,
They can't make my christmas festive,
Its you with me, all I need for my X-mas.
Oh baby, 'Cuz you are my baby,
I will carry you on my back,
As making your favourite meal,
Be that decor beneath my christmas
Tree in my room,
Be with me on eve and brighten
My days forever,
For the twelve months gone,
I wish it is a my dream christmas
Come true thing,
The expensivest gift I would
Like to present to my friends and family,
Wrapped with my hands around
You on my christmas.

© 2012 Kiyaga Lyttle Cephas

Submitted: Tuesday, December 18, 2012

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This poem is written for my new passionate for
Olivia.

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