Soft Landing

healing wounds

and sweetly tending to

our traumas

embracing the tiny me,

the tiny you

the innocent ones

the chink in the armor

i allow you to touch

a crack in the halo

i turn to reveal

these blemishes

you still kiss

we dress wounds with deep listening

applying a salve of compassion

and together, we heal ourselves

one tended-to tragedy at a time

hearts seek, hearts need

a soft landing

i'll be

your soft landing