Faults Poem by Brian Hinckley

I wish I could kiss away the scars,
gentle lips like a healing salve.

I wish I could hold away the nightmares,
comforting arms around you until daybreak.

I wish I could caress away the tears,
rough hands wiping away those streams from alabaster skin.

I have my faults and they can annoy,
distract, upset, and infuriate.
Through all my faults I hope I can be enough,
to crack a beam of sunlight through the darkness.