Monthly Dew

It's been 28 days since your last visit here    
And I must admit I havent missed you.  
I'll be honest, it's always such a joy    
upon your arrival    
But anxiously I bid thee silently to leave.    
   
I am tardy, waiting on you hand and foot    
As if a slave to my own demise    
You expect me to greet you everytime    
with  open arms and grateful eyes    
And requested on your arrival    
Cottons of the most expensive kind.    
Midnight snacks and heavy cream to satify your craving dreams    
And although you prefer to be alone    
Got your Advil
 just incase the aches return.    
   
You are full of moods and swings
Sometimes I dont know how to cope    
But for what its worth I'm glad you're here    
And just so that I'm clear,    
It's you and I together    
Until the time has come my dear.