The pain is gone in depth of eyes
in heated breath of pleasure sighs,
I cannot see the scars anymore
it's not like it was, when in before,
you showed your pain to all the world.

A banner of wounds so oft unfurled,
you now keep hidden away from me.

I'm not naive, not in the least
to think that it will stay deceased
I know that the pain, it will return
then with guilt again I'll burn,
as acid stare sears my mind.

I pray one day, at last to find
upon looking deep into the depths,
of eyes that then will have wept,
that tears will heal, help to cleanse
oh my love we'll make amends,

and let the pain then drift away.

WhiteRose