Tears
TEARS
when words
cannot
communicate
the pain
eyes weep
from souls
deep
warm floods
of regrets
and shame
you die you fly
I cry when high
please don’t
ask why
as chills
seep
from bones
salt fills
heart stones
dissolving
in moans
dark and
deep
you die you fly
I cry when high
please don’t
ask why
© Kim van Breda—8 July 2015
Copyright © Kim Van Breda | Year Posted 2015
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