Sickly

By Damien Knight

All day I have waited for you.
My fever burns, my chest tight
I just need comfort it’s true
And your words became my light.
You say you are not as clear as I.
Your love is plain to me.
I’m choked, feel as I could die
I complain when I feel sickly.
One day I won’t have to suffer alone
A hand strokes my hair with kindness.
Yes I’ll hold you for my own
And we will be together in bliss.

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8 comments on “Sickly

  1. Unknown says:

    The Bard or My man?

    Like

  2. Unknown says:

    Get well soon!

    Like

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