Wednesday, 18 March 2020

When love became us

You healed me with love
All that I had carried for years

The gnawing voidness
The embittering hurt
The scars which I would have beared
To my grave
You have erased it all
With your ardor

As I look back
What I have lost
I find none
I only find you
The one and only
I have earned
With my love

We have cured
And completed each other
With love. 

©LR

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