The perfect word
to a battered soul;
His ego puddled
Around bitten ankles.
Apologies made where none needed,
Or desired. Only him,
Her life intersected.
Opportunely.
She gently handed
Herself to him.
Bit by bit, building.
Palms outstretched,
Desiring a heart, unbruised.
A fresh inhalation.
He breathed.
And moved on.