Good Night

Thoughts of you they're pretty and pink,
never was there a day of you I do not think,
wondering of you e'vry second my eyes I blink
even at a passing hottie my lustful eyes never wink.

So every day and night
and in the absence of light
I'll wish you good night,
sweet dreams and sleep tight.

Though I may be repeating,
growing boring to its sounding
but from my constant repeating
is just to have us communicating.

There is no need for elaboration,
neither a cause for your irritation
when I meant well of my such action;
to just have this interconnection.