A Little Red Nightshirt

You have a little red nightshirt
that you wear most every night.
It's pretty short, and it's awful cute,
and it hovers at your mid thigh.

You snuggle up really close to me
and gaze into my eyes.
I see a perfect love;
one that will never die.

As I kiss your sweet, soft lips
and hold you...oh so tight,
I feel your heartbeat quiet
as you drift off into the night

We sleep right through the darkened night
all cuddled up as one.
As I awake in the morning light,
I see you sleeping in the sun.

You are a heaven-sent angel.
You look so fine to me
without that little red nightshirt
that rested above your knees.


© 2000 Mike Diaz
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