Healing Love
The story of a damaged man who is saved by the love of his life.
Her eyes reflect an emotion I thought I was incapable of feeling.
They told me I was too damaged and it made me unappealing.
And I believed them. Because truly why wouldn't I?
My parents cared more about causing bruises and chasing a world-escaping high
than wrapping me in safety and comfort, warmth and family.
They were just words in a dictionary, along with satisfaction and happily.
Broken shards of a china plate, wrong side of the tracks, rough.
Wrong for the girl of silk whose love trickled past my defenses so tough.
My edges would only tear her into shreds,
destroy the best of her and leave it hanging by a thread.
But her love sanded the edges away, leaving behind a smoothness
that rivals feathers, pebbles, and her favorite red satin dress.
She calmed me with soothing words, engulfing me in serenity
like my favorite lake; undisturbed, a mirror for the sky, the picture of clarity.
Her hands glided over my scarred body as if she was trying to replace its memories anew
Now I feel like a polished gem, shiny and new, through and through.
Her love, pure, all-encompassing, and smooth
is the most safe and comforting, warm and healing of truths.
About the Creator
Alexandria Stanwyck
My inner child screams joyfully as I fall back in love with writing.
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Comments (2)
Awww, this was so sweet and lovely! Such a wonderful poem!
This poem was sad, but also uplifting in the sense of the new, rejuvenated feelings. Well done!