Cristin

Cristin gets some hidden TLC,
Remotely revered by one right near and deaR.
In restless innocence, in sexy minI,
Some secret soul loves him to distresS,
Though terrified to tell him of it yeT.
In icy fear, she waits on an inner quaI.
Nor, ignorant, can he her love returN.

(TLC = Tender Loving Care)