On the hellish days 
when this damned disease 
feels as though it might take me
feels like I might give in…
You will me back to life somehow
with a simple cup of tea 
put on a tune, and ever so slowly 
whirl me around the kitchen 
impressing me with the best scuffled waltz
my aching legs can muster 
all while taking my temperature 
tonight I’ll push through 
another exhausting episode 
if it means I’ll wake up next to you.