“Her Tears”

Something goes wrong

Never heard her like before,

Her voice was and eyes might like

A sad violin tune and turbulent sea comprised

playing not so far and about to flow down;

Dripping liquid Gold ,Her Tears;

Rolling Diamonds, Her Tears;

Fading the daylight, Her Tears;

Flood in desert, Her Tears;

Wish could be there

to save , Her racing Heart;

to warm, her cold pulses;

to scratch; her fears;

to wipe rolling, Her tears.

Her Tears.



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