[thomas f.]

[exudingirony]

she came with understanding
and a temporary peace,
really she came and that was enough.
her lips poured a sweet remedy
into the holes in his heart,
they shrank in diameter.
her eyes spilled sweet compassion
and he swam in it,
a mantle of that serenity.
her conversation
handled his fragile frame
tending to what wounds she could
and still dressed those she could not.