a healing heart

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my heart heals when i am with you
though little by little, piece by piece
bits of my soul patch up and rebuild
as your fingers thread through mine

the pains wash away when i am with you
like waves breathing, slow and comforting
like a warm quilt on a winter's night
my heart flowers, a beautiful feeling

i was once drowning deep in hellish pools
skin to skin with a deadly dark
before you came and kissed life into my eyes
the cold waters filled my veins and lungs

a healing heart is when it learns
that emptiness is not for eternity
so as i give you my heart,
i ask for you to guard and love it senselessly.

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