we ended as we started:
I, the lonely-hearted,
and you, the ever-charming,
who never dreamt of harming
this naive and, frankly, desperate
little girl. finding wanted respite,
your head upon my lap to rest
with my hand clutched to your chest,
causing mental torment
as my mind begins to foment;
reading into this affection
a brotherly protection
and a hint of something more
which I'd never felt before.

TMK 9.3.2006