• My blood is black as white snow falls this Christmas Eve.
    I write out cards of hope and merriment as I start to leave.
    I go out the door with cards in hand and Ragnarok in tow,
    Delivering messages with a warm winter's glow.
    I felt a little depressed, as I went door to door.
    I then stopped at the house of Maka and Soul.
    They let me inside of their home to warm up.
    As Soul went to my side to cheer me up.
    His charm was unique and he was very polite.
    I followed him to his room as he turned out the light.
    We kissed under a black lit mistletoe that shone like the moon.
    He told me to smile and not sad with gloom.
    We kissed a little more and thouht we'd spend the night.
    But Maka caught us and turned on the light.
    It was time to open gifts that were under the tree.
    I was a little scared at first, but Soul said, "Come with me."
    His voice was smooth and calm as I took his hand.
    We then joined the rest of the gang as they sat round the tree.
    Soul then sat down and gave a present addressed to me.
    I ripped off the paper and to my distinct surprise,
    Laid a black poetry notebook before my eyes.
    I thanked Soul for the gift as I turned to leave,
    When he stood up and grabbed my sleeve.
    He hugged me close, warmly, and tight.
    I smiled and told him to have a pleasant night.
    I had my hand on the door knob, about to give it a twist.
    When he gave me the deepest Christmas kiss.