Get Well Soon My Love

The times when,

Oh my love,

You don't feel well,

I get worries,

Bubbling up,

One by one.

These bubbles grow,

These bubbles ascend,

Until your smile,

Plays like a needle,

Popping out,

The bubbles of worries,

To take a chill-out,

I love you- I shout.

When you breathe in,

Fresh air out there,

Calls off-

The strike of pain,

Sheds off-

The load of pain,

Tranquilizing mind and soul,

And positive hopes,

All I gain.

When your heart,

Beats in rhythm,

It synchronizes,

With the beats of mine,

Pumping throughout,

The love-blood rush,

Providing senses,

A sweet-sweet lush.

I feel calm,

I feel poised,

I fall in love,

For I know,

In my nest,

You rest my dove.

Get well soon,

Oh my love,

And I'll get well,

Too my love.