When We First Faced Poem by Matty Reynolds

When we first faced,
And sat in the cold den,
Arms clutching my ribs,
Eyes lost and alone.
You were like a freightened doe.

I touched you like no other
With gentleness and truth.
Expecting nothing, and yet having
The foresight to gain it all.

Our days are different
Our lives miles apart.
But I could not hold
You hard enough!
Or far enough away.
Or close enough to feel
Me in you.

I trembled at your touch,
You remember that don't you?
Ten years of familiarity
Broken away to trembling fear.

But you still let me in for a while
With your cold hands
Stroking my back and ribs,
Our eyes locked and glazed when we first faced.