TRUST
 
Life is a passage
On which shadows and sun alternate
And time flies.
You and I
And your enclosing presence.
Once absorbed in deep thoughts
You were overcome
By emotions of intense love
Your soft lips
Deposited a kiss
On my cold forehead
It was a moment of passion
And itís exuberance.
 
What you have to do now is
To lift by your own lips
The seal of your kiss
From my warm forehead.
It was a trust
And that creates turmoil in me!