Everything about you is too good to be true,
From the oceans in your eyes,
To the shine of your smile.
I wear my heart on my sleeve,
And every time you touch me,
I can feel it crawling further down my arm,
And eventually it’s going to crawl into your hands.
Those hands that touch me so gently,
Like silk against my skin.
I hope they’re like silk,
When my heart lands in them.
I hope it lands softly,
And you handle it with care.
Like a fragile package,
Making its way to its destination.
The way you were delivered to me,
Like the most handsome gift I’ve ever seen.
I want to unwrap you,
And hold you close to me,
The way a little girl holds the teddy bear,
that’s been hiding under the Christmas tree.
Maybe this year,
I won’t hate Christmas so much.
Maybe I’ll find my faith,
In the lights,
In your arms.