Let Me Help, by Rura
|
Let me be the bandage for your bleeding;
Let me be the ocean for your tears.
Let me be the secret of your healing;
Let me be the song to still your fears.
Love isn't love that cannot love in darkness,
Not is it love that turns away from pain;
Not would I love would I not hold your sadness
And with my love your love of life sustain.
So do not think your malady a burden,
And do not think my willingness deceit.
Just let your sorrow flow into my garden,
And I will share with you the harvest sweet.
Just let my kind heart help your lonely one.
|
Posted: 2006-02-06 18:27:27 UTC |
This poem has no votes yet. | To vote, you must be logged in.
|
To leave comments, you must be logged in.
2006-02-06 18:29:50 | Rura |
I made this thinking on my friend. How I would like to help him, if he let me. I know I could, I just don't have the chance.
"Please, let me show you what I can do for you..." |