Good night sweetheart
As the day falls into night
I say what a delight, what have become of thee
You crawl into my head
sneak into my bed, without permission
You stumble across me, stare at me, without talking
your body conversing though, you flirt under disguise
In my world, your mine, I know I can't have you.
So I might as well Fantasize.
Ana Sanchez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/goodnight-sweetheart/
