Fever.

 

I’ll just let her be for a minute more or two, 

I’ll then go check on her again, 

Once the herbal tea is set up to brew. 

She looked fine the last time, 

Beautiful, calm & sleeping so peacefully/quiet. 

A complete paradox to when she’s up & about. 

Then, she’s a beaming storm, mesmerizing riot. 

She’s been out for a few hours now, 

Her fever looks to have finally lifted. 

I can’t wait to see the crashing ocean within her eyes, 

And that intoxicating smile to which she was gifted