Sorry for the lack
or void of love poems.
I’ve been bedridden,
and my mind just roams.
My body’s been weak
and down with the flu,
but that has not kept
down my love for you.
It’s just kept me from
writing it all down.
In my eyes, you still
wear the beauty crown.
Your precious love helped
me to recover.
So thank you so much,
Your Sickly Lover
