💔When The Heart Cries💧
its sorrow surrounds the core of the soul.
It leaves a mark, like no other known,
and begs silent comfort, no words can console.
no words will ever express such a need.
Within arms' circle the pain soon departs,
with purity of mending that stifles the bleed.
alone in its silence, so sad and unsure.
A simple hug with insight in tow,
combining the two is power to cure.
this precious gift that was meant to be shared.
When used with sincerity its touch is precise,
and crowns the bearer of someone who cared.
could you really see the pain I feel?
Would you take the time read my fears,
and feel my sadness, if I revealed?
with words left unspoken, would healing begin?
With arms out reaching and comfort the goal,
by replacing my sadness, a smile you win.