(swapping poems, Pablo Neruda came and I read his words for hours for a reply, but inspired this instead...)
Though the world met me with cruelty
and I turned my face away,
in drear dim days,
you summoned a light there
once again
blazoned fitful flames
and hope
and hands
touching the new smile you found there
and I met you on the shore
and saw the lines of grief
in your palms
in your quick chewed nails
so I kissed your lips and
we held the truth
between us.
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