Good Night, Love You

Hold me

Not with R&B and candle-lit dinners

Tuck my back to your front

With my hair a lullaby scratching your face

Your arm asleep beneath the weight of my head

Pull me close

But steal the covers

While I knock the pillows to the floor and

Eat secret cookies in bed

Promise to always

Stay up late reading with those store bought glasses

And I will snore love sonnets

Each and every night

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