So this is a poem I wrote about 5 minutes ago.
Tears
Rolling down your cheeks,
Subtly caressing your face,
Those moments of pure emotion
Fall to the floor,
Lost in a heartbeat.
Liquid passion,
Showing the true colours of your soul.
Not always seen, but always felt;
The universal connection between humanity
So simple, yet complex.
You cry, I cry.
Your tears dance their way down your cheeks,
Gently swerving, drifting, flowing.
Our faces meld, our tears meld,
Weaving their way to earth.
We sit for a while,
Stuck in this moment of sorrow;
Still the tears fall.
Nothing else seems to matter, just the
Tears.
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