Tears
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A tear,
that sweet bitter dew
that draws from eyes deep,full
of promises engraved upon a heart
whispers that within impart
The story of the ages.
A life long dream.
A vision caressed.
Passion's scream.

Tears drown the confines of sleep,
the blissful moment that within we keep,
each cherished thought that faded away,
each questioning step that laid our way.

Words that cross these thoughts of ours.
Images dressed like wishing stars
fill our being with such sweet delight,
gave our existense a guiding light,
We criss, we cross, from one to another
enrich the dream, or drown, and smother
emotions dressed to the nines
changes echo without due signs.

Its all perceived within that crystal drop,
feelings expressed ,deigned then cropped.
All the pleasure that stills.. so the being,
glimmered through eyes.. seeing
every love filled movement or distant folly
tears of pain. tears that are jolly.
The liberator frees these aspects deep,
allows in tears their expression to keep
the sweet promises of a thousand years
lay buried deep within our tears.

Alisdaire O'Caoimph