[identity profile] ayeartoolate.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] greatpoetry
When I was lonely
Yor fingers reached for mine, their touch
Natural as sunlight's.

When I was hardened
Your warmness thawed my rock as gently
As music thought.

When I was angry
You smiled: "But this our day is short
For these long shadows."

When I was solemn
You held out laughter, casual as light
For a cigarette.

When I was troubled
Your understanding crossed the bounds of
Words to silence

When I was frightened
Your eyes said: "Fear's a child's dream. I too
Have dreamed and woken."

-A. S. J. Tessimond

Date: 2004-10-06 11:28 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seaofdaydreams.livejournal.com
Great poem; thanks for sharing!

Date: 2004-10-06 11:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gl-oriana.livejournal.com
What a warm, gentle kiss of a poem.

Thank you for posting.

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