I think I shall write
About her tears
Honest real tears
Salty acrid and burning
Burning with pangs of seperation
Guilt of betrayal
And burden of loyalty
She wore them well
Like fine refulgent pearls
Strung in pellucid thoughts
Strained across her bosom
Taut and real
She cried for love
She cried for her love
She cried…
I was dazed
By her tears
By her love
And by her
What is the burden
That weighs her down
Makes her cry
And yet she is at peace
How can tears bring peace?
How can betrayal make you calm?
And how can love liberate?
Crisscrossing questions
Play of words
Did I have anything else to offer?
No soothing words
No hands to wipe her tears
No love to match hers
Will you cry for me someday?
Did you do that once for me?
Will there be a poem of our seperation
Will there be words to describe
Our love?
Love cries when its betrayed, but at some level it cries thankful tears of betrayal because you are dissociated from the flawed entity.
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