Give Me Your Hand

A quavering hand
shakes and trembles
before it grasps another
one like itself
but colder

I'll warm your hand
chip the ice away
from the dead encrusted nails
painted black
so full of fond memories

Warm breath upon your fingers
thaws and heals
sending blood to the tips
like a fire
deep within your soul

Bent at the knuckles
drawn away from my lips
cracking joints
of renewed life
deep inside forgotten bones