Never, have I felt so victimized
In your hands, you have me.
You are the point at which the wounds
Stop bleeding
Healing is real
And an angel showed me how to feel.
Never, has such prey become such beauty
I have become yours.
This heart as well.
You have cast your spell,
and you have me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Beautiful poem Yvonne, You write with compassion and love. Your use of imagery is excellent and this is one exceptional poem. Take care.