David Brown Poet Verse

Never So Beautiful

As I drove, we talked of sad things
Our things, shadows from our pasts 

You took my hand then, in yours
And we cried for those shadows

Your hand felt so good in mine
Like it was part of me, yet still yours

Then you said my hands make you feel good
And the light claimed my shadows

Your tears reddened your deep blue eyes
And left a small stain where they’d trickled 
Carrying a small river of mascara 
Down your smooth cheek, like a shadow

You told me not to look at you then, 
The tears had somehow made you less 
Less pretty, less lovely, somehow less

But you could never be more beautiful
Than when your tears showed your heart to me

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