The Nightman

You said you were feeling
horrible,
and you laid your head
in your arms
and coughed all
weak-like.


I audibly went 
"awww".
In a sympathetic way,
I wanted to go 
over to you
and hold you and 
rub your back
and sing to you.


You looked so absolutely
pathetic; you are so
adorable when you're sick.
But you're sick, so it's bad,
and I want to make you feel
better.


So I hope you went home
and took a nap and felt 
a little better. I hope
she took care of you
(I'm sure she did).


Whenever you are sick
I have an incredibly
strong desire to comfort you,
and make you well again.


I want to cook
you something warm
and cuddle with you
to keep you warm.
Make you tea and 
tell you stories,
let you sleep for
a long time. 


I hate to see you
feeling so low,
darling.


But it was pretty funny
when you expressed
concern at your voice cracking
all day because you're sick.
"I sound like a pre-pubescent boy".


Feel better, please.