If You Could Heal My Pain

I stand alone on a busy street and think of you. The world around me is moving, but I am standing still. My heart has lost interest and its warmth fades into the distance; But then I think of you and I wonder, Would I trust you if you could heal my pain? Loose, dark curls frame a face that seems so familiar. Your eyes probe into my soul and call out to my heart. More than anything, I want to run to you - into your arms. In your eye I find peace and I taste freedom on your lips. I could stay near to your heart if you could heal my pain. Your arms reach out for me, your voice calls out my name. I step towards you, but my heart clenches with fear. If I come to you, will you keep reaching out for me? Or will you drawback and walk away with my heart? Would I still hide in the darkness if you could heal my pain? I want to be with you and remain close to your heart. I draw strength from your hands as you hold me up. My soul craves the warmth and depth in your eyes. I find happiness when I feel your arms and hear your voice. I would never fear again, if you could heal my pain. © 1997 Cherie Fleming