One Moment of Magic
Baby stars hang in garlands above our heads,Smudges of rainbow amongst the fir boughsThat twinkle in dozy merriment.Like the passersby in the icy streets,They are oblivious to all but their own mirth. But we, we two,Beneath this scented tree,Cloying pine spliced withSpiky-cloved orange,Cinnamon sticks dancing with candy canes,Swathes of burnt sugar vapoursFrom toasted marshmallows,And the…