I Trust You, Said She To Him Poem by Ismael Mansoor

Let me wash you, said he to her,
I will not naked you nor,
Will I touch your private parts,
But I will wash your skin,
Where is not private parts.

I trust you, said she to him,
I trust that you are not perverting,
Nor will I think you are perverting,
Because my soul trusts you,
Like the Earth trusts the Sun.

I know why I wanted to wash you,
Said he to her, because you barely,
Afford to clean up yourself one,
Hundred percentage so that's why,
My soul wanted to kind and warm.

So true that I can't afford to clean up,
Myself one hundred percentage said,
She to him, and yes, I can feel that,
Your soul is kind and warm because,
You chose to kind than to unkind me.

I chose to kind to you because I want,
Said he to her, you to be cleaning.
Therefore I wash you to clean,
Not to pervert, nor touch you free-willy.
O I hope you understand me.

I understand you completely,
Said she to him, and I trust you,
Because it is my choice, and my decision.
I hope you are good with me understanding,
That you are not perverting nor touching.