Sonnet 42 of 68 to Kelly


Sonnet 12/10/01                                DCX

Have I reason to be concerned, that you
Have sent no word for several days? I know
You're busy, and I should not fear, but do:
I fret, though lines in journal your health show.
I know I am fool, when I know for sure
That you are well, and have no time to spare.
Yet, I miss words; My greed for you is more
Than even I think wise: But still I care.        
I should not ask of you as much as what
I do: You have enough to occupy
Your time. Yet, can I ask that you not shut
Me out of mind, that I must watch dreams die?
I know I have no right, yet might I pray
That you will offer words, and my fears slay?