Trust.
Uno, how I love the sweetness of your voice
telling me to learn and learn again.
Giving the security of knowing I could win
without the trail of your aura's psych.
Believing what is true about myself
and not holding me to the lies of shame.
Wondering what will become of vice,
when we're all free of sin.
Love idols may prevail, maybe
not the limerence of a superficial crush,
but the intimacy of feeling you're a
number one.
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