We trust one another enough. We put our feet on the same stance, in different places. We hold the same respect as if it were a newspaper. I think you are flirting with the coffee boy even though you’re ordering tea.
I trust you to tap the table with your spoon and set it down, twirling it first, then down with the tip of it pointing towards me.
These are trusts. Today will be cloudy. Today I will tell you I trust you.
Today you will set your spoon down, it’s tip away from me.
