Trust You

Why do I choose to trust you?
Someone I don't even know
A darkness, a mystery
The light, what are you?

I don't even know
whether you are awake right now,
or you still sleep after that short conversation

I don't even know
whether your mind still plays our words
as often as mine

Are you really the rainbow man,
who lives neither in black nor white?
Or are you the Mephisto to my Faust
who come to satisfy my thirst
but trap me in misery?


23.07.2017
by Frouwelinde
for the short and confusing encounter.