A Hearts Tear
If I was that tear, What would I be?
Would it be of pain and sorrow or that to which is of happiness and tomorrows.
It is of the heart you find as you find life’s trails.
As to stand as such in a manner one can stand, that in there it was no room to spare.
For it comes like a drop of rain, the tear to which falls.
It is of love but that of a fall.
It is of glory as you have giving me this day.
It wasn’t a tear of pain but of joy to which had rein.
It was of a soul on high, soaring upper skies but from down deep to
which that tear drop fell at feet.
It was from a hearts love to which the tear came from an eye.
It was there I had found love that causes me to cry.
As you I remember and it came from inside.
Soaring through body and soul, finding it’s way to the tear droplet in the eye.
And there it came, what was of a love from inside.
Because there you have crossed my insides and made that of a cry.
It is there my heart cry’s with a roar and a growl, for a love never to stray.
It is a desire to love one as delicate as a rose.
As a warm mist had blown in and gave me a rose.
It was that of a taste I could smell but that of you to which caught my eye.
That of an extraordinary beauty wrapped all in silk, as I seen you shine that
which was sun shine of drips.
It was there the tear drops started as you stole away a heart.
For what was to become real love but is now your love.
It’s there the tear drops rein as it feels you near with a tug.
As my heart feels of rain, knowing you are at far.
Wanting to hold one of such love, knowing I would be fulfilled with love.
With that of my hearts love and having you to love.
It isn’t of pain but joy, but that of a tear drop that reins for
joy. As with you, I have found a tear of joy.
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