GOOD NIGHT

Sometimes I restrain myself,

So detailed like Nancy Van Pelt,

Yesterday my emotions she felt,

I whispered in her ears and all she did is melt,

Sometimes I wish she was here,

Just to call her love and dear,

Bite her ear and pull her near,

Look inside her eyes and conquer her fear,

I look outside through my window pane,

Rain droplets fall on my window frame,

Down they flow through the drain,

I feel the cold from my toe to the brain,

I hate this night,

All I miss is her might,

And how she cuddles up in fright,

But all I can say is good night.