I want my love to trust me, but I know
Her life and mine have both been plagued by doubt
I want my love to stay, to never go
I feel that that’s what love is all about
I never want to violate her trust
It’s precious and it needs a precious home
Some things I want to do, and some I must
I can’t just paint my love in monochrome
My trust in her is central to my heart
I trust her like my verse relies on words
Though poetry can never quite impart
The way I feel; it’s clouds obscuring birds
I want my love to trust me; I’ll be true
It’s not just what I say; it’s what I’ll do.