Her heart skips a beat as she feels your
presence in her gloomy soul.
The body trembles at the thought of you lurking
through her precious and innocent mind.
A broken, yet loving, person is standing before you,
wishing to be taken into your caring arms.
Dreaming to be held close to your heart; praying to be loved
she waits for you, and unlike the damage another caused before,
she urges you to heal the dreadful scars from what seems like so long ago,
stop the bleeding, and lift her to her staggering feet.
A scream deprived from the wounded, yet still saved;
the most beautiful hearts restored,
tenderly placed together by the work of God.