‘her every his only’

his body run down
head weary and pounding
slipping in and out of a restless sleep
there’s an absence of energy
within
until word of her
also feeling poorly
casts all his self-concern
aside
all thoughts now with her
worrying and longing
to use whatever capacities he has left
to tend to her every need
this becomes his only
need

 

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