Her Simple Fear

As I lay here in tortured silence,
Watching my true love sleep.
Salty, timid tears start to form,
Silent streams down freckled cheeks.

My insecurity gives way to fear,
Wondering where we’ll be in a few weeks.
Will he want to be with me here?
Maybe it’s another who's charms he seeks.

What if he chooses a tall leggy blonde?
Will he still want his pregnant young wife?
Maybe he will decide to look again beyond,
Could he be bored with this tedious life?

Sable brown hair or perhaps strawberry red,
Will she have long curls or a short bob?
I wonder will he be happy with me instead,
Oh, I must try to quiet my sniffling and sobs.

Then I notice his eyes start to blink,
He opens lids still heavy from sleep.
Seeing my fear, he smiles with a lazy wink,
He wipes my tears whispering softly don’t weep.

Come over to me; on my shoulder rest your head,
Wrap your tender loving arms around me in a warm hug.
Now curl yourself up tight next to me in our bed,
He gently takes my arm, bringing me near with a tender tug.

He kisses me until fears are forgotten about,
His love warms my soul in a powerful dose.
Sweeping my mind clear of any and every doubt,
For whom it has always been that my darling’s love grows.