'He Will Know' Poem by WIN VENTURA

He will not need to ask your pain,
He'll feel it beating in your name.
No mask, no role you need to play,
He'll love your night and light of day.

His words won't dazzle just to charm,
They'll be a balm, a sacred calm.
He'll take your hand, not pull or chase,
But walk beside with patient grace.

And when you break, as all hearts do,
He'll gather every piece of you.
Not to fix — but simply stay,
And love you more each breaking day.

By: - WIN VENTURA