Without Call



Many who have good intentions sometimes do fall

When they come to the conclusion they've said it all

And so they end communication without any last call

For they've taken it all back, and now see you as a fool



It's a shame when we finally arrive at this state of affairs

For nothing's said to explain the situation that's occurred

Communication lacks in so very many ways to extremes

And so you're left floating on a tide rushing in dreams



But love is elusive, and it takes time to properly form

If you're not willing to give it that time, you're forlorn

So then you have to deal with being solitary once again

For you've been cast aside in the wind across the plain



And as you ride upon a gust of air, vibrating so quietly

You wonder what happened to feelings felt so brightly

Which caused you to make long-range plans in your head

Before everything crumbled and left you with feet of lead



- Tristram



Christopher W. Thomas

7:25am Mon. Feb. 2, 98



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