a broken heart
mends
with contact from another heart -
we heal each other,
we tend to the
wounds, apply
the ointment,
and supply the remedy.
love conquers pain
in the same way
as a butterfly appears
from a cocoon -
small tears, and we emerge.
wounded smiles
and lowered stares
with every step
so you will not
f
a
l
l
hoisted up by another -
an arm across the shoulder
a kind face
gentle eyes -
the remaining beats of a
damaged heart,
fluttering for fear
of failing.
a simple smile,
a kind word,
an embrace is
all that we need.
and we need through
the needs of others
and offer up ourselves
in their troubled times,
parting like waves to
a parched shore.
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