Do feel those vibrations

But have some patience

"I am not free to give ... "

Resounds in mind quick



Whatever these six small words mean

Is something dwelled upon - unclean

For six months now, thru separation

Of minds too alike to find real elation



For doors have been closed and bolted

Separating heart from touch, revolted

Over silly things that oughtn't have been

And now, pride prevents renewed gleam



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

12:35pm Sat. May 30th, 1998