Chapter 4- A Private Little War
Spock
Dr. Mbenga was correct,
I knew that your slender hand firmly grasped my own as I recuperated in bed,
Your kindness destroyed a gigantic hole in the wall around my heart that I erected,
Meanwhile a rare disturbing human feeling of reassurance my dissected heart read,
A liveliness transmitted from you to me I felt affected,
From your hand to mine through my body it spread,
And your affection I wish I hadn't earlier rejected.
Christine
Happily, I alone held your hand wishing to expedite your recovery,
I felt an unspecified energy shift from your hand to mine,
Although it was not a surprise to Mbenga's discovery,
Can you indeed hear my words of encouragement as for you I pine,
Wondering if you could ever love me is my inquiry,
How excellent relief felt when I heard your voice so fine,
Making a query,
Aghast I repeated it one more time,
Before you demanded that I slap you my eyes became blurry,
Mr Scott thought I had lost my mind,
As I followed your directive did you notice that it injured me dearly?
Mbenga came to my defense and removed me from the bind,
Then you came to your senses clearly,
And my assistance you decline,
As I was hoping, we were becoming intertwined sincerely.
