Her Loving Can Heal Me

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She said: “My Love”

She held me tenderly 
I held on so tight worried she would leave
She kissed me on my lips so light
and I knew she would stay.

I can rest now.
I can dive into this crazy life.
I can cross the bridges.

Her loving can heal my injured soul.
Her loving puts a smile on my face.

She is to stay.
But wait, who is she?
Has she been with me all this time?

by Diana Meltsner 2/8/21
image: Moon's daughter by Seb Mckinnon
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