True Love Waits
Distressed I awake to an empty bed
Your form is imprinted on duvet sheet
Still silhouetted and cold to my feet
Urgent abandonment as clothes were shed
Oh, why should you cry and sob in your sleep
My heart is in turmoil as to your faithful love
When once everything fitted as a glove
You push away, as eyes through lashes peep
In wracking my brain sleep deserts me too
At work she hates me to send her text
In my love I shall be a better man
If trust is lost on both sides start anew
So many times I have been so perplexed
To think of losing you my Kellyanne
Showering, I hear mobile ring alert
Eight o'clock, who could it, be maybe her
Towel draped I scoot out thinking beware
Taking time drying I reach for my shirt
Pinging text message followed closely on
Wasting no more time I checked mobile phone
It was Kellyanne saying "stay at home"
So urgently texted back "what's up hon"
The outside gate creaked on it's rusty hinge
Time seemed to stand still for a little while
Then a white Ford sedan came roaring by
Kellyanne alighted, long hair and fringe
Rushed into my arms with a beaming smile
"LOVE YOU", no need now for a private eye.
Copyright © Theresa Stephens | Year Posted 2016
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