Trust: a poem

I built it with someone before.

Took 4 months to tear down

8 years worth of it.

Fragile little thing. 

It's the power bank between me

and the next one who could be.

I'm serious this time.

Well I was before but I don't think I 

would have imagined him 

walking out the door

and leaving his key. 

Well, mine.

But its fine.

It is.

This time.

I'm ready for a new recipe.

And my base is what 

you call

"the necessity".

If we need more, 

we can always

sow a seed.

Grows fast indeed

when I choose to follow

and he graciously leads.

I like it here.

Momentarily quiet.

But sober, 

Total opposite of the riot

from before.

Different diet.

I think we're going to hit the 

jackpot.

I've met my match,

Let's hope

He's met his.