Christmas Angel

I hear music
I turn to look for it
Ah yes, I know what it is
It is my Christmas Angel
I see movement
I feel her brush against me
Ah yes, It is time
For my Christmas Angel

She comes to me but once a year
Bringing me her body
The day I cherish
My Christmas Angel
Her skin is like silk
Her eyes like crystals
Her voice is like music
My Christmas Angel

Her lips are soft and sweet
Her kisses set me on fire
Sending me to passion for
My Christmas Angel
Her breasts beg to be touched
Her nipples to be caressed
To be sucked, to be loved
My Christmas Angel

Her scent is unlike any other I have known
Her body responds to my touch
Her passion for me covers my fingers
My Christmas Angel
I seek out the source of her passion
Dipping into her cup
Savoring her gift of love
My Christmas Angel

The music of her moan
Reaches my ears begging me
To become one with
My Christmas Angel
But time grows short
As it always does
And before I can, gone
My Christmas Angel