The Healer. Poem by Laura Cummings

The Healer.

Rating: 4.9


I race to your side and press my hands against your warm smooth skin,
Our eyes lock I take a deep breath and the connection begins,
I see into your soul and wonder if you can see mine,
I feel our souls entwine as I get a rush of images,
Flashes of your past,
Images of how you see me,
And the strangest thing is that through your eyes I am beautiful,
I feel us pulling closer as a white light wraps around us tickling our skin.
Suddenly we’re naked,
And I can’t remember how that happened,
Our bodies are now so close that its almost like we share the same skin,
Our lips lock and move together in rhythm,
And for the first time in my life,
I’m healed,
I’m one not half,
I am whole.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Herbert Nehrlich1 13 May 2005

Could you please ask a neighbour or a friend to help you with the spelling? H

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Savannah Churchill 13 May 2005

who cares about spelling, enjoy the feel of the words, love it, keep writing

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Herbert Nehrlich1 13 May 2005

Savannaaaaaaah: I realise that English is not a phonetic language. However, people who spell like this are dumb, uneducated and inept people. Wherever you came from, perhaps they miss you, H

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Herbert Nehrlich1 16 May 2005

I like this poem now. Funny what cleaning up will do. If you could change the its to it's (it's not possessive) it would be great. Best wishes H

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Laura Cummings 16 May 2005

Actually I just put that into word and now must send you my apologies, most of the previous was more about laziness when it comes to checking my work rather than the disability, I also had only five mins to type it up so I was rushing... I've cleaned it up now :)

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Laura Cummings 16 May 2005

No there is no spell check and my complete lack of ability to spell... is actually a disability so.... besides as long as you can read it and it takes the stress of what ever im feeling who cares what he spellings like... but sure ill get a mate to check it.

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Herbert Nehrlich1 14 May 2005

Actually, there are twelve errors in this poem. Counting the missing apostrophes. I can't find a spellchecker on my computer though, perhaps she does not have one. H

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Michael Shepherd 13 May 2005

Laura, sweetie,6 spelling mistakes...if you're going to avoid insults like this, you'll have to use Spellcheck...it should be on your PC.

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