Trust between you and me is simple. There is no ambiguity, nor doubt. It is plain to see as the expression in my eyes when I stare at you and I love staring at you. There is only desire, an expression of pure want, primal in its form, it surfaces when I see you. My hands move on its own, my lips tastes you before it even touches your skin. There is no more logic nor sense, only a feeling of fire that envelops my very being, yearning to have you, to kiss you, to embrace you. I want you. Only you.