Wounded Kiss

In the vast expanse of life's journey, We seek completeness, a sense of wholeness. Yet, we find solace in the truth, That another's touch can bring healing, soothe. For in the depths of our souls, we bear scars, Not seen as disasters, but stories of who we are. To have someone who sees beyond the surface, To kiss our wounds, with love and purpose. Their love, a balm that mends the cracks, Filling them with tenderness, as time elapses. In this chaotic world, it brings a calming grace, A reminder that love can find its rightful place. So let us cherish those who see us whole, Embrace the love that mends our wounded souls. For though we may be complete on our own, Having someone's love, the sweetest comfort known.