TEARS


Hot and stinging
Glistening trails on pale cheeks
Winding their way like rivers
From the mountains to the sea

The salt of a thousand lives
Taint the pure water
As it forms on the lip
Tasting the bitter sweetness

Contouring the curve of the blood red lips
forming again on the lower
Caressing before the fall
The quivering lip

The tear falls
For what seems like eternity
Pooling together

A lifetime of heartache and pain

 

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