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Helpless

"A poem for my dearest Cris."

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My sweetest man I’m so worried about you.
I am so far away there is nothing I can do.

How I wish I could be there to just hold your hand.
Do something to bridge the distance across all this land.

Somehow set sail across the sea.
To care for the man that cherishes me.

Do everyday simple little things for you.
Iron your shirts and fix your favorite meals too.

Stroke your hair and sooth your furrowed brow.
I would do anything I can for you and how.

My wishes are that you get completely well.
Don’t worry take a short break for a spell.

Your injuries are nothing to fuck around with.
I will always be here to give your spirits a lift.

Work and play and even I can wait.
Till you are recovered and in a much better state.

You know I will be thinking about you all the time.
Take care my sweet slave till I see you online.

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Written by Bunny12
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