Broken Journeys and the Meaning of Love
Both of us come
from broken journeys.
Not easily seen
we are covered in scars,
each of them
a survivor’s beauty.
Both of us come
from broken journeys.
Creatures of grace.
Grace offered
And grace
withheld,
coming late, and imperfectly
to self-love.
Both of us come
from broken journeys.
Early in the morning,
my fingers caress your side.
We talk as only lovers do.
tracing each other’s scars,
each one a mirror image
of ourselves.
About this poem
I still wonder at it. Finding love again. Don’t let anyone tell you miracles don’t exist.
Tom
Quarry House 
That is LOVE
It is my love, at least!
This is so beautiful!❤
I just got remarried two years ago. It’s been beyond anything I could have expected. I am blessed.
Ohh!! I know I might be quite late to say this, but CONGRATULATIONS!☺️❤️ And I wish you a very happy married life ahead.😊
Thank you! So far, so good!
Beautiful! I hope i’m As lucky to find a love this wonderful after having nothing but heartbreak..
I hope you do too. And when you do, it will be wonderful!