Dearest Santa

I want to try and be really good this year
It was just how it was going to be last time around
but you know.. I got carried away in the festive moment.
I can be a rather excitable thing as you now know..

Forgive this naughty girl for having a fetish for red
for grabbing your butt and kissing you hard,
for dragging you to my
naughty
inviting
warm
bed.

You didn't complain
Well, maybe a muffled cry
I know, I know before you explain
I was holding your head between my breasts
I wasnt able to hear what you wanted to say..

But all the same I'm still sorry,
Sorry for tying you down like I did
and holding you up. .right?
making you sigh as I sang joyous sounds

I will be good this year though I promise,
Just cookies and milk on the mantelpiece is all,
I'll be upstairs,
asleep in that warm bed, you know the one,
because I'm a good girl now
A reformed citizen
Just wake me if you require more cookies.

You know where I am..