I’ve been feeling a little unwell of late; yes, a touch under the weather
But I mustn’t alarm my darling Jane, not when we’re together
Sometimes I become exhausted and hot, I have to gasp for air
It hasn’t happened in public circumstances, that I could not bear.
Occasionally I have a momentary lapse and everything goes black
She was angered when I admitted this happens, rather taken aback
Jane branded me a lair, and then she accused me of hiding the truth
What in God’s name am I supposed to do when she is flighty and so aloof?
I am sure that it is nothing serious, perhaps it is a cold in my head;
It will melt away when preparations are made for Jane and I to be wed.
©Sophie Bowns 2011-2014