by Keith Richmond

The healing we are capable of,
from spirit living in our Love,
is medicine strong enough to start,
to close the hole left in a heart.

Your promise lives in every kiss,
in every word you share,
and I, my love, would be a miss,
not to surrender to your care.

The voice,
the touch,
that kiss from you,
can wash away the past,
leaving my heart and mind in song,
for I am home at last.

Credit: Keith Richmond