Calvin Walls

Sonnet without Love

That warm presence all around you

surrounding and swallowing you up

yet comforting in feel

however intense it may be

is never ceasing

always creeping,

hidden around your corner when you pray

with you every day

holding you closely when you fall

reaching a hand to guide 

treating you like a doll

pushing away the ever-growing fearful tide

but never allowing a reply–

What is this called?