A Poem:
A Matter of Trust
A lifetime of loves
The most sensitive of actions
The darkest moments of lust
A city was calling your name
so many dreams and victims and blames
You loved him and loved him and that one to
You loved him and loved him and loved just a few
A matter of Trust
After he takes you there
Did you believe the whispers that he kissed in your ear
He loved him and loved him but maybe not you
He covered your eyes to hide tears that were true
A Matter of Trust
A city unforgiving
the darkness
the shame
Did you think he would be there when you drowned in the rain
Your taken and painfully you open up
Showing him honestly you believe it is love
A Matter of Trust
There’s no need to be hurt
You danced with the demon or was he the saint
that showed you the truth and the test and the game
You think he did love you
or maybe still does
he listens
he winks
he blushes and such
A Matter of Trust
Time to stand on your own
It’s maybe you, You should love
Trust your bruised instinct
Instead of those whom you lust
A matter of truth
A Matter of Trust
by Bruce Christopher
I’ve been writing poetry for many years and hope you will forgive my indulgence. I feel sometimes that writing in these abstract moments some inner truth can surface. Sometimes there is nothing to learn but all the same expressing how ones heart is feeling can help a man in a precarious situation.
B.I.T.C