Trust.

Jan 02, 2011 18:44

Room in darkness
Shrouded in mystery
You reach out for me
Blindly with no faith

I am right in front
Why do you search in sides?
Can't you feel me
My presence?

Love has no dignity
Without passion
Nothing can be salvaged
There we will be
Gone like the wind.

Stop and listen
Listen to my breaths
Heavy, soft, erratic
Can you feel my warmth now?

I'll hold you up
I'll keep you standing
Just promise to stay still
Let me do the work
Have faith in me.
Have faith.

poem

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