Love heals

Love heals, they say.

Of course it does. 
That warmth emanating from his eyes and heart,
going deep,
penetrating into her depths,
making her all warm and cozy inside,
the feeling you get
after you wake up from 
a rosy, innocent childhood dream.

''And you think you didn't heal me?
he told her once,
after a particularly bitter text 
she's sent him.

Of course she healed him.
His beauty
and her beauty
rising up, 
mixing up,
weaving a protective cocoon of Love
healing them,
protecting them....