Trust
I often smile at just the thought of you,
the sound of your voice makes my heart skip a beat,
awestruck I listen as if you are the only voice in the room.
The twnkle in your eye and the soft, sweet smile shown so brightly as
if you were the sun rising above the clouds.
I smile knowing your undeniable love for me could not be missed,
for who could miss it?
I smile knowing your trust cold not be questioned.
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