Trust like fine wine,
Gets better with time.
Better with heart and soul,
Then body and mind.
The body will lead,
One a stray.
With movements,
That seem so kind.
The mind will betray,
Ones own heart.
Thinking to much,
When questions arise.
Trust with ones own heart,
May be hurt.
Though can heal,
Mend with love and time.
-- Jessi --
- 5/9/03 -
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