Jolly Along!

With her own knees against her bosom pressed      
I saw her feet into heaven arise      
Beguiling more of me into her nest      
And my hips pounding atop her thighs   
Which forthwith held some Christmas merriment      
The likes of which could never be outdone      
As heaven itself supplied the intent      
Which made her face glow like the midday sun!      
      
And thus her love was paradise regained      
As my love transpired into the place      
Where it often had so completely drained        
To leave her with more than a modest trace!        
       
And in the embrace of her legs above      
We both knew Christmas by its gift of love!