Mending

They only need love.
So much love.
If I could,
I would drop roses
and chocolates
and notes of love,
appreciation, peace,
harmony,
over their heads,
sprinkled with the scent of jasmine
on both sides,
pretending to be from each other.

I would fool them into the kindness
they feel is foolish,
whisper XXX into the wind
and watch them drop their weapons,
embrace, and start building together,
never again tearing down.

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