A Lasting Trust
Dipped and oh so lovely
She licks some ever so needed
Sense into my illogical heart
Blown touches that do travel
Through the wires of sound
Without a clear mind
Or a definitive time
Trust grows inside the thought
And catches the roots of a soul
Then without vision or contact
A relationship does so grow
Copyright © Mike Schminski | Year Posted 2006
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