I Love Christmas

Christmas (x-mas) makes me
remember those chocolate-covered
somethings with wrapping
torn off with my greedy fingers
looking for the prize (surprise!)
beneath the ribbons of red and green
and the snow is outside
but it feels like it is inside
we're like presents underneath
the (x-mas) tree, all squished
together now (let's start it now)
with hearts in the flowerpots
on the windowsill, but
we're on the floor just like
a Christmas rug so windows
don't even matter anymore
and I love Christmas (x-mas)
like I love your "ohs" and "ahs"
but let's just sleep on Christmas eve
and wait until morning for it
to start everything.