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* My Healer *

My Healer

Healer, how can you heal me,
When you are my cure?
My need has driven me,
To believe you are pure.

Your captivating eyes
Reflect in my own.
Have mercy, save me
From the torment you've sown.

Love, is anything left to love?
Both it's presence and absence
Have caused me such pain,
If only my love knew,
She had hurt me again.

My heart has suffered,
My longing has grown,
To her I would turn,
Though she left me alone.

Memories of you carry me
On wings that can rise,
And I would complain,
Without favour or prize.

Unaware of the answer,
Though it should have shone through,
When my eyes set upon her,
My soul yearns anew.

Her images soar
Above mountains so tall.
And for her I chant
Every love song I recall.

She has, with an arrow,
Struck my very core,
I remember the past
And demand even more.

Over and over,
My verse turns to song,
It is to my Healer
I truly belong.

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