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Christmas Joy
This joy of Christmas;
This longing for special gifts;
This moment of beauty and sweet holiday;
The thought to give my best to you darling;
This Christmas you have my entirety and my love!

Merry Xmas


Harmattan (One)
The graze of your lips;
This wonderful nature that blossom;
Like the flower opens to the caress of the warmth nature;
The snow only binds us more;
Opening to warmth of our family;
Together forever we pray for the harmattan;
Wet sweet kisses prompted, moisture to the dry lovable lips,
Merry Xmas my darling!



MARRY ME
In the dovey ride of love;
Gentleness and wild abandonment;
My heart loves freely;
Mary also would have been glad witnessing
Undying my love atonement
The world witnessing;
Best Christmas gift of love;
Do me the honor to love at every Xmas.
Will you marry me?

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