Anxious Love Poem by Phil Soar

I rest my weary head upon the breasts of she who loves me
Knowing that the sound of her heartbeat will comfort me for now
I turn my head to stare at her, and hope this lasts forever
She leans herself into me, and she strokes my anxious brow

The sleep that then envelops me, is deep and so relaxing
I drift away on angels' wings and circle in the sky
That deep and special love she has for me goes ever onward
And leaves me feeling wanted with no reason to ask why