I can do this
endure the ordeal
of creeping malaise
Albeit slowly saps
an energy sponge
it steadily zaps
I am drained
and yet…
Like an old swimming pool
I can be filled
again
and again
Bolstered by love’s sweet buttress
I give myself a pass
pass myself
and give
I muster my force
and work
enforce my work
and muster
Without bluster
All cells calmly collect
and now…
She’s come to me
Shall we dance?
——
Blessed…
m(___)m
