I adore Christmas. And maybe adore is not strong enough of a word. But it is only for certain parts of the holiday. The pressure of family gatherings and presents is not my jam, but Christmas music, hot chocolate, and sitting in front of a Christmas tree are so cozy. Thinking about all those crazy Hallmark romantic movies, but not really watching them. Just pulling that feeling inside of falling in love with a person and a season.
I am ready for romance and uncomplicated. A chance encounter. A head bump under the mistletoe.
I dream of snow without the reality of the snow. I want to dip my hands in for a second without getting frostbite.
Maybe that is how I feel about love and kink. I want to dip my whole self in, but I’m worried about the bite.
But maybe someone can change my mind. Maybe we can meet under the St. Andrews cross. We can exchange bites and toys.
And come Christmas morning, I can be wrapped under the tree.
Lisa Gray 