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"Trust me," he said, and gave me such an impish grin it melted my apprehensiveness. "I wouldn't lead you astray."  And so I did, trust him, and let him lead me down the garden path.

He took my hand and led me away
He took my hand and led me astray
He said he wouldn't but he did
And just like that I quickly bid
Adieu to childish ways and such
Like a current was his touch
As he took my hand it tingled so
I almost pulled away,
But no
Once joined together a connection was made 
That could never be broken or be betrayed
My heart was pounding,
Could he hear?
Our bodies side by side,
So near
Did he feel the same as me?
Was he also waiting expectantly
To take me up in his embrace
Nevermore to be chaste.
Among the grasses, we'd lay supine,
He'd press his lips, hard, on mine
His tongue he then would slip 
Inside my mouth, 
I shuddered with the thought of it
I closed my eyes momentarily
Waiting, expectantly
And then just as suddenly
He said, “here it is, come see”
While moving the boughs of a massive tree
Revealing something surprising there,
Pointing it out, with such care
Carved in the trunk, were four initials
Within a heart, he had chiseled
"Do you think she’ll like it?", 
he grinned that grin,
"She’ll love it," I said, 
As I looked at him
His eyes so clear, his hair a mess
He couldn’t tell, he couldn’t guess
How close I was to loving him
That hope I'd had now had dimmed
"Trust me" he said and so I did
With tears burning behind eyelids
It was I who’d led me astray,
And down the garden path away
From what wasn’t real 
Or meant to be
But even momentarily.
What bliss 
I felt that one time
With the thought of his kiss, 
So sublime
“Trust me,” he said, with that impish grin
But it was I who’s thoughts desired sin

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