To Be Called A Sweet Name Again Would Only Sound So Strange

You burned your hands pulling out a pan of cookies for me.
I rubbed burn cream and bandaged your hand, and insisted to heal your pain.
Your refusal from not needing my help made me realize how much you've pushed all others away.

But by the next morning, as I awoke in your arms, you showed me your hand which was anew, and told me, "you are my angel."

To be that close to you again will make my life once again feel complete.
Vivantfemme Vivantfemme
Jan 22, 2013