Let the Wounds Heal

Sweat was beading on my forehead,
complexion turned lily-white,
thinking only…
has my God forsaken me,
this man cannot be the one
meant to walk beside me
from here unto eternity,
for we are woven differently,
where subjects vary widely,
and lines don’t intersect
… the long & short of it …
… we must accept forgiveness …
… letting past wounds heal …
… and face the Future rich before us …
no regrets

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