I love...tears

When we kiss my tears move from my face to his

And down his cheek

He still wonders why I feel so much

How every little thing can move me

All I know is I does

And it doesn't feel wrong

I love my tears

If my love took shape it would be hot tears

Everything I hopped my love could be ,would be guareenteed

I would scoop up my tears and cleanse you

or nourish you

My tears say so much

If you'd only listen

The End

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