It is equally betrayal
To assume I wouldn’t love you in your need.
Accuse me of a grasping, clawing greed
That looks out for only number one.
I do seek my own comfort.
It lies in knowing you are safe and well.
Passing time with my true love the el- (OK, it's a stretch, so shoot me
Ementary particle of my quantum field,
The universe in which my world is built,
The air through which I move to live my life.
When you encounter ill-health, trouble, strife
What makes you think I’d value you the less?
If we had but one month
And that spent in nursing, worrying, raging,
I guarantee that month, waging
War on approaching loss
Would float on laughter if you’d let
Us. It would lounge on love, wallow
In companionship, mind to mind, and follow
Every recipe for amity and trust.
If you must really leave
Then go forth in my company. We will cope.
Of not, how dare you eschew hope?
That quenching draught for every hot despair.
I would spend my utmost hours with you
And all those intervening.
I’d like to spend yours leaning
On your strength, the rigid arm I’d need.
Misplaced gallantry, not to be a burden.
Rejection, by Coward, out of Fear.
My contentment blooms when you are near.
I stand four-square and pine, I cannot hold my Dear.