trust

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I have both my blankets, yet my favourite pillow missing

My harbour of safety for my wildest wicked thoughts

A garden in bloom lately for my wildly beating heart

Fingertouchs are left on the surface, like invisible imprints glistening.

And I wish for power and strength into presence

And I wish for emotion in a relieving balance

For it's what I receive in your company so many times over

Baffled somehow how I could ever find this one moonlit clover.

Truths told jokingly at times and still so honestly at others

May this trust never fade away or vanish into doubt

To relieve your heart and tell of what just so gnawingly bothers

As I hope it will always be us thinking out loud.

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