With Her Presence

I stood motionless With sullen and worried face She was there in grave Love, beautiful and brave I visit her daily To feel close and really She whispers in ears Alley her fears 'Are you really happy'? She anxiously asks with worry 'Yes, but not in reality' I miss you in totality I met an early fate Feel bad to relate I sense about peace You be at an ease please I forcefully stop tears But very difficult to bear Her absence I weep the face Are you crying? She is inquiring No, no I am alright I am moved slight I place fresh flowers With fragrance to offer Show to her with assurance That I am pleased with her presence