You reached out your hand

You reached out your hand
Like a shipwrecked sailor  on the sands
And all I did was to take hold of you.
I saw your brown fists
And  the cut on your lips
I  wanted   to warm all that cold   out of you
I  sang the old song
Forget who was wrong
I’ll tell all the ones not told by you
You reached out again
Forgetting your own pain
Every word is a piece of gold, just for you