TRUST ME

Trust in me, my love

For whoever and whatever I am

Caring you is habit, loving you is my religion

You are the bird for which my heart hunts

Trust in me, my love
For my soft palm would wipe off the past tears

My numbing thought is the reason for your beauty

You seem to like my poor blurry sad situation

Trust in me, my love
For the rays of love of mine

You are the key to my old white hair

Am I the one who walks the aimless destination?

Trust in me, my love

For I would take away all your thirsts

The “love” comes from unrealistic hatred

Waiting to pluck the fruit, for the right time is soon.