love · poems · Poetry · poets · Writing

Cure

Conversations from the night before,
Lingering long after you’re gone.
Dancing in the shadows of my mind.
Unlocking those forbidden corners of my memory.

Because you are the salve to ease my pain.
The balm to soothe my shredded soul.
Your eyes, your mouth, the very essence of you.
Your love is a cure for my broken heart.

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