Anticipation paced the floor
as the poor kiss did jury duty
Silence initiated a short rapport
in the halls of eternity
Ten thirsty months slipped by
to the debt of citizenship
Chapped lips sighed
as sanity got a firm grip
Patience secretly hoped
for a sudden rebellion
gave the hangman his sane rope
in the spirit of cooperation
I have been neglected
poor, poor me
Quarantined - firmly isolated
in misery
Just one quick kiss please
I promise not to tell
Sincerity is on its knees
ringing the cheering bell
