Trust is not a two-way street
A place.
A chance.
Where equals meet.
A life in quotation marks,
for you to cite
the relative distance
between wrong and right,
between love and life
and the love in life.
Trust is the beat
of a infants heart,
laying asleep
in the crook of your arms.
and nothing being lit
by the light of the stars.
Trust is not a promise,
or negotiable tact.
Trust belies knowledge
and observable fact.
Trust is the nature of the out-stretched hand.
The smile you give without demand.
Knowing that you are my friend.
and I am yours.
My faoritr of your poems ...
My faoritr of your poems ... so far.
My Secret River
Lovely! So little of it
Lovely! So little of it around these days. Noce read.
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Smooth flow of syllables and
Smooth flow of syllables and ideas.
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