The neighborhood sleeps robustly…charmingly.
✽
I sit quietly
utterly breathlessly.
Listening sadly to the inveterate, rasping wheeze
and pensively perceiving the impelling,
piercing eagerness
of my dismal, labored breath
Constrained to stay put, there is little I can do
but to repeatedly browse through
a raft of 'get-well' messages
which have consistently traversed
across your sedulous time-tables
surmounting the bustling maze
through the capricious world-wide-web.
I think of you and your caressing ways-
Your determined thriving to bolster me
through my trance-like medicated days;
planting a flimsy little flicker
to my dead-pan face.
✽
This bantam lightweight note intends to modestly denote:
♔ my incalculable gratefulness for your unqualified wishes
and
♔ sportive acquiescence to my maiden experience
of loving your love
quixotic and so cogently beyond
the most adept shot of the Cupid's arrow.
© Chandra S, 2010