I was beckoned to tend to a certain he…
I knew the hurt was something more
Than what I was asked to behold for sure
I thought the source was lingering close by
Holding him, possessing his thoughts, emotions fly
Until I realized the source was the destination alright
When I went along to proclaim his right
I knew then the root of pain was a remedy too
When in a magical moment, I saw him woo
Alone by the night, his demeanor eliciting coo
There again- I spanned between them, binding the two
Who am I?
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