Stories
Friday, September 3, 2010
11:35 AM
If I Were A Teardrop
It begins far from the eyes,
True and true round.
It may be no surprise,
But listen to the sound.
Each little step that goes,
Takes more and more with it.
A new story slowly unfolds,
That will never quite end sweet.
The exchange of words that follow,
Thickens the plot through and through.
The atmosphere of hollow,
That turns the heart to blue.
If I were a teardrop from your eyes,
I'd tell you: Don't cry my dear.
Can't believe I deleted this by accident. Dated 30 July 2010.