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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