You trust me enough to
be your dairy, you tell me your deepest secrets knowing I would never judge
you, share in but never share you pain, if anything i hold u tighter foolish enough
to think that i can heal you (something only you and god can do), and in the case
of an argument we have not to use your secrets as a weapon to strike at your
very soul and manipulate you into submission because of my own insecurities
and my own demons that war inside of me.
You trust me with your dreams because it hard to dream again after so many
disappointments the glue hasn’t strengthened for the broken earthed, but I
will be your Scarecrow and stand guard
over the seed as it grow and to the
crows(dream killers cynics and critics) I have an arrow, you trust me to be
your dairy and that with every flip of the page we grow together (smiling) that
I would not give you .. what you used to need but that I would be present and
relevant for the moment, our moments, we started out as lovers , we have a baby
i am father and helper, when you get the promotion to be patient and supportive, when you cry to
be the tissues when your old I am the
crutch… and along the never stop being your lover… you trust me ..
You trust me with your
body… (naughty smile) I know this because you let me deep inside of you, you
never deny me , you know I would never hurt you even when I smack that ass and
we on that animalistic not making love today type trip rip each other clothes
off to get it, I promised you fidelity you never second guessed that I would bring
some disease inside our bed, you trust me
bit to much with body when you get heated … because when you get heated
talking crazy all up in my face you know i won’t hit you … and when I about to
walk away you grab my arm ,hug me … “ don’t go
i will miss u”… lol but never say sorry.. we just laugh
I trust you with last name, because its my legacy and my
all, I trust that sometimes ever so rarely if it should happens we can switch
places and you would catch me if I fall
, as black man I trust you to tend to my wounds when I come home from a white
world that does it best to suppress my kingship, emasculate me , domestic me…
that you would check my hands and mental wrist that have not become a slave , I
trust you to understand if I need to be alone, despite modern society i trust
you to pray with me, love me and honor me … I trust you to be good mother
parent hood doesn’t have a manual its the love inside you i trust to carry
through, I trust you to know when i am horny lol i don’t always want to have to
ask
we loved each other
before we feel in love I trust us to stay the same and evolve, well the only
true thing of life is this change thing… i trust you to trust me
that we might evolve together, that we would be each other study
basically I am trying to tell you we gonna be fine because we trust each other…
in case you forget I trust you
hypothetically
