here is tale for lovers, about how I met mine.
i met her at an office party standing in line.
we were pulling names from a hat for gifts to exchange
on a scale from one to ten, she exceeded that range.
she was perfect in every way from her head to her feet.
she wore a radiant evening gown, and her perfume smelled sweet.
i was very surprised and very shocked to see.
she noticed me notice her, and she was coming for me.
i asked her for dance, and as we walked to the floor.
i knew in my heart she was I longed for.
when we stopped to applaud the band for a wonderful show.
i kissed her and she kissed me, under the mistletoe.
i love this time a year when a sprig from a vine,
can generate something so wonderful from someone so fine.
we walked to the window to see the new fallen snow,
that was the night i fell in love, under the mistletoe.
