It's not Christmas
Yet it feels like Christmas when I saw
The light on your face as you unwrap your present
The laughter and chuckle that followed
And how you thanked me for being thoughtful
I'll embrace the moment
It's worth the lead up
The sheer anticipation and excitement
It's not Christmas
But for me
The joy of giving is real
Moments that you forget in the blink of an eye
Gives me joy, don't want to come down from cloud nine
Always wished I was Heather, you know
the song about a sweater
Said I was cold and you went,
"Do you want my jacket"
Even if it's just a while, I pulled it on,
Orange, Lululemon, your favourite colour
We sat on the mat, raised our arms and breathed out
You said the mat's so worn, it has been a year
You laughed when I don't know how to kneel
caught my feet when I kicked up into inversion
holding me steady with those impressive arms
my body almost slam into you as I wobbled, unsteady
I am not pretending we are star crossed lovers
I'm happy though, that's all that matters
Maybe you have seen through my ruse
Guess you don't mind after all I'm a golden goose
