Heal You To Heal Me Poem by Leo Bryle

Both your hands, I will hold
Both your eyes, I will close
Show me the tears, let me halt
Put things in order, fill with happy thoughts.

Both my hands, You will hold
Both my eyes, You will close
A place that knows no reason, let’s traverse
Where the thoughts of reality is the only adverse

Heal You
To Heal me
I’ll give you half of mine
I’ll take only a piece of yours

Heal me
To Heal You
Take half of mine
Give only a piece of yours.

Organize You
To organize me
Put things in place
Don’t waste time running in maze

Heal You. Organize Me.
Organize You. Heal Me.