Waiting

It was on Christmas morn

many years so long ago

when I spent the holidays

at the home of a college chum

who just happened to be

my roommate and best friend

when just before the light of dawn

burst upon a slumbering world

pierced the gloom of the darkness

chased the depressing shadows away

the door to the room in which I slept

crept open and closed quietly

then over to the bed tiptoed

my best friends and roommates

raven haired and well endowed sister

a nineteen year old goddess

who pulled off her nightgown

dropped it onto the carpeted floor

before slipping into my waiting arms

between the sheets of the bed

upon which I lay waiting for her

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