Writing 201: Poetry, Day Three: Trust, Acrostic, Internal Rhyme

Far be it from me to see the best in someone
And yet here I rest, head on your chest
Is love blind? I don’t know or mind.
Trust is a warm pool in my heart
How far from harm, here in your arms.

Goodness me, just in before the deadline! I almost didn’t make it… Acrostics *and* rhyming? I could always break out my GCSE English exercise books.