Tears. (a poem)


trickling down
in fits and curves,
departing
with a part of me,
gently giving a salty kiss
on my lips,
clinging from my cheeks,
holding me
like life holds death,
ready to fall and mix
in the sand beneath,
never to be seen again,
bidding goodbye…

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