I will cure you

I see right through you.
You are a being,
unlike any other,
you only need a little air
to travel down your trachea
to keep alive
(and a lot of love)
You illuminate your face
with that fine beam
to hide
the blue devils besetting
deep inside you,
you dig pits
to bury the unhappiness
and then look up
to admire the stars.
I want you to know
that I will not be waiting next door
for you to knock
asking for a rope
to pull you up
from the culvert.
Instead, I will be there
right beside you
cleaning your face with a swab.
And I will cure you
I will set all my atoms
into motion
and I will give you every part of me
to cling onto
and love.