Fever Pain

 Fever Pain

It's a fever-pain; I lay
I wake in the broad day light,
But faint and worn I drew my breath
Sometimes it pushes to think of death;
And my hands lay helpless on my pillow
Weak but looking into the window;

I feel pain in the whole body,
Massage is the key tool.
To make me relax and comfortable,
To express, and I become unable.
Your touches may cure me soon,
I look and find in the moon.

And the night-lamp, with its shadowy veil,
And its light so sickly, faint, and pale.
Measuring the hours of silent time,
With a heavy and unwelcome chime.
As still monotonously true,
To its pulse-like beat, the minutes flew.

I am alone, but not asleep;
Too weary, and too weak to weep.
My eyes had closed in sadness there;
You would fondle me here.

And all because they vainly thought
At last the night, rest had brought,--
Alas! Rest came no more to me
It’s my misery!

Despite painful body you do the job

Your voice melted me a lot.

I was thinking after drop the call

This first day I fall in your love.

 .............................kk