Lump in my throat , hands are sweaty..
My heart beat, is anything but steady..
Puckered lips, eyes start to close – she is ready..
I try to move in, but my nerves just won’t let me..
Then all of a sudden, I was on auto control.
Forces leaned me forward, ever so slow
It was the greatest kiss I’d ever know..
It had to be…. the Magic of the Mistletoe
By Gary Agurries