Love is deeper than a bandage
covering our wounds.
Love is a salve
melting into torn bodies
and injured minds.
Love can heal from inside,
filling cavities of pain
with newly formed wholeness,
soft pink tissues of repair.
If love continues long enough,
even the deepest wounds
that we’ve feared and tried to hide,
find an emotional mitosis
till one can barely see
the scars.
Love is a sacred medicine.
