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Construct of Trust

do I believe in this construct of
the curve of her hip
untold secrets are hidden
simply because
I can’t help but savor
the honey before the
flower even buds

tarnished expectations
bury deep within doubt
wilting even the most
intoxicating of Calla Lilies
smothering its sensual core
before it ever even truly blooms

do my hazel lens
blink tainted
when whispered devotions
gallantly fight to regain
the season of my heart

or is the world innocent of sin
and its only me that plants
my garden in the shadows
of broken trusts
and half truths

but how can I vase a flower
that dances in midnight rain
each petal drinking thirstily
yet does not drink
when the same rain
falls upon its beauty
in the knowing light
of a brisk autumn day

© LadyRaine