Trust
The thrill of our first kiss
Caught up in a race of unexpected bliss
My mind rushing with the clouds.
The beautiful lust will never fade
All words completely sealed.
Afraid or doubtful, the trust issue revealed
The question arises... do you trust me?
Uncertainty could make you flee
Trust is great and secure
To you my love, my words are pure
Flames will continue to burn,
the warm glow of closure
within my eyes
looks deep within yours
and says... I trust you!
by Robyn Green
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