I Love You, Goodnight

My baby’s sleeping back facing me, a creamy white wall to project my dreams upon

A thick head of hair in which to lose my despair

Six feet and three inches of sugar-honey sweetness and pleasure

My love, my soulmate, my undying and permanent husband from before I was born and for after I die

I love you

In my heart there’s a hole, superficial as a cigarette burn, swallowed by your innocence, tenderness

I fall into the sheets, you’re comfort and relief
Letting me know I was right all along, that you were really real

I love you, goodnight