Love Heals

 

Love fuels

My tired bones

And saves my aching soul

For all seems

Okay,

Even,

Good,

As you fill

 This empty space

In this bed

And scratch the curve

Of my

Back

And fill

The cracks of my

Previously

Broken heart

With a hope

 I never thought

Would come.

You stroke

My edges

And calm my

Storm

And I

Am

Okay.

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