Not the smell of pine.
Not sellotape, wrapping
or a pile of gifts under the tree.
Not fairy lights, foil garlands
snowflake stars or tinsel cascades.
Not angels. Not bad tv.
Not frankincense or myrrh.
Not phone calls reaching out
to family. Not turkey roast.
Not mistletoe. Not bah, humbug.
Not snow white streets and misty
breath. Not caroling. Not crackers,
paper party hats and jokes that groan
before they’re told. No.
Nothing else– all I need
to make this Christmas perfect
is you.