Tears for you

Oakland Redwoods 


These tears for you
They're like no other tears I've ever had
They come from the deep part of my soul
A depth I didn't know was alive
until you awakened it
with the tenderness of your eyes
with the softness of your broken soul
with the care of your widening heart
These tears for you
They are quiet
sweet
poignant
desirous 
and oceanic in meaning 
These tears for you
They tell me a new story about pain
A new story about joy
Stories
I am still trying to understand
still learning how to hold
still trying to accept
From the deep part of my soul
these tears for you
they wrap themselves like vines around my being
drench my spirit into defeat
flow into and fill my heart
where they pile into a reservoir 
that eventually parches
leaving behind
a new and remarkable
imprint
of love

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