Which is easy to do?
Love me emotionally,
Or trust me willy nilly?
For such, are we doyen.
Maybe none at all,
Will fit this discourse.
Neither the brain this small,
Or a large heart for this course.
Let me trust your infractions,
Let thy words know no simile.
When nature closes my eyes,
Still abide with me till the mile.
Show me thy love!
Make it seem from above.
Treat me with passion,
As if your skin feels my traction.
A twin allies,
Whose foes are lies.
Like the tongue and teeth,
Then mouth has caused them to tame.
That together in one den of crust,
They must work hand-in-hand.
So treat me as you may demand.
For without love, where is trust?
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