The Repairman, The Healer, The Comfort Poem by Sebastopol Espumoso

I am driven by the wreckage of your heart and all your dreams
To be The Repairman, The Healer, The Comfort that you need
The tears that roll down your face shall dry into distant memories
The smile lost for too many years will light the earth with ecstasy

You have been wronged by people who never deserved or appreciated your company
I've always felt graced by your presence but I just needed you to see
Please just let me love you and place the stars inside your hands
I'll find the place deep inside, you never knew you even had