These Feelings

   By you're sleeping form,
  I set here watching, entranced.

   I begin to shiver, even though
  The night is warm.

   How could I go on, I can't imagine.
  If I awoke one morning, and would find you gone.

   My feelings I should declare to you, I know.
  But I hesitate, the reaction may not be what I seek.

   I lay here, and you sleep my blue-eyed friend.
  Hoping soon the day will come, when I summon the courage.

   To let you know, of these feelings that I keep.

                       / F /