I had been there myself,
I had carried my feet carefully down there,
to those first few stones upon the path.
They were warm and pleasing,
though I daren't place my cold and ugly feet
Some people are afraid of monsters
though I have been afraid of the most beautiful things.
and you took my hand
and at first I didn't notice it about you,
but your feet
were warm from the stones.
When you spoke
it wasn't your words that changed me,
it was just
that you spoke
and in your speaking I heard the true voice
that I was afraid
I could not hear.