I UNDERSTAND

I understand,
and take your hand.
No words needed,
you are heeded
through eye contact
and the impact
of your embrace
right in this place.
 
Few tears are shed
when hearts have bled.
And then you say,
hair brushed away,
"I knew you'd be
coming to me.
You've known me long,
you're my heart's song.
 
"You know, your face
can always chase
away my woes,
because - God knows -
you're an angel
in my trouble.
They broke the mould
of you. You're GOLD."