What is love without trust?
A tinkling cymbal I suppose,
Like metal with rust:
Strength bound to oppose.

Do tell me…
What’s love without trust?
It’s a floating bird with no fuel
In the midst of the wind, cruel.
Like a greater performance with no audience
Is love without trust,
A haze in an open garden
Like a hawk snatching the arteries
With every wave of its feathers…

Again I wonder
What’s love without trust??
Somebody said it’s floating a commoner
In the belly of a salty sea,
A shining light in the sky we could only see…
I think it’s a boiling tale we always cheered but never grasped…
It’s…it’s a dream gone wrong