There is a something between us,
An unknown happiness, perhaps;
I do not wish to end this thing,
Till I know the what and why.

Your letters speak of it somehow;
Words quite lovely but more;
A mood, a deeper something else,
I wish to explore; experience it all.

You call it madness, I agree with you;
Mad to let me in, mad to let me go,
But the cord we cut is stronger still,
Broken things mend more strong than new.

I want my moment in time with you,

Tris

Loneliness


"Loneliness" can be wonderful,
Like sitting in a cold room,
Without a blanket;
Shivering.

Suddenly, someone walks in,
Blanket in hand; smiles
Kisses and caresses you,
Quickly it gets warm again,
All over.

The shivering stops,
Loneliness ends,
Oneness begins
And you are safe.

Tristan, with a blanket