Trust Me

"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