Love Poem: Gift-Wrapped Boxes
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Written by: Mariana Pavlich

Gift-Wrapped Boxes

Underneath the huge iced white Christmas tree balls
Eyebrow lifted as she sank back into the leather chair.
Comfortable ,eyes no longer sunken with dehydration.
Gingerbread and curds being sugared and whipped 
eyeing his dessert with determination  , he whispers....
Speaking in unison "A cat has its special scratching tree."
Crumpling her serviette in her fist, she stood up and 
extends her hand spending  the next couple of hours
kissing  on  the soft sofa  with  the glamorous blonde.
Your marriage must come first no matter however
 much you profess to love your mistress.Swallowed.
She will understand and immediately say goodbye.