The lively jingle of wind chimes reflects the draft

Which blows through the doors in a quiet laugh

Seeping into bones which were broken many times

Before you came into my life with your wind chimes



You loved me so fully, deeply and completely back then

When we shared so much of ourselves in a musky blend

And we made love upon the kitchen stools at the counter

Sometimes I raised you up and spread you on it like butter



And then climbed up on the rosewood and entered you

There was so much loving back then, we were never blue

For our hearts were so full of each other, we shared it all

Whenever the urge took us, for we never felt like fools



Then that thing happened which gave you so much grief

And you cried so hard for they made you feel like a thief

For loving me so much you were willing to come here

Then they took back what they gave and you felt fear



I cried so when you left me, and you knew it so damned well

For that thing they did to you did not make you feel so swell

A week later I followed you to Colchester to beg your return

But your pride had been hurt, so you could not come to terms



The tears flowed so freely from my eyes as I held your hand

Over the table and squeezed it so hard - it became bland

But the look in your eyes told me there was no going back

My heart cried for you so as I gave up and began the trek



Back home to London and the flat we had shared for so long

Where I jingled those chimes you gave me and sang a song

I made up on the spur of the moment as I sat down at piano

The yearning in my heart for you pulled out sounds so mellow



And now I look back at that time knowing full well it was Love

For the tune you caused me to sing then came from above

And those wind-chimes which sound as these winds seep

Now remind me of a Love I've never felt quite as deep ...



Christopher W. Thomas

8:20am Tuesday 12/30/97