The Sleepover
by: Quint Havis

I'd give all the wealth in the world to spend the night in your mind
Because your insight is precious art; intricate and one of a kind
Our conversation is the blanket we snuggle under, keeping one another warm with wistful words
And the wine of your wit frees me from care, with a taste sweeter than the songs of hummingbirds

Your creativity is a king-sized bed, complete with finely feathered pillow thoughts
And your dreamy presence turns my platemail nightwear into cotton pajama cloth
Your ideas are both a filling dinner and a delicious late night snack
And with you feminine aplomb added to the recipe, the feast is twice as sweet

Your thought-process is as expanxive and universal as the night sky
With enough wisdom to hold celestial bodies in your eye
Your speech is a delicate lullaby, leaving me wide awake with sweet dreams
Our pillow talk is passionate and open, allowing us to touch on many things

But if I could stay forever and a night, it still wouldn't be enough time
Because I would still want to spend just one more night in your mind