Sunday, November 17, 2013

Snowy Tear

Snowy tear running on faded dreams
Weeping with feeling that has no remark
Heart aching with these repeating themes
Dwindling love, weary and nearly stark

She sacrificed her life for him
Devoted her slowly waning love
Living on a whim, on the brim
Not a morning, but a mourning dove

And when her heart could take no more giving
She fell to Earth's embrace, to the day
Learned again to be loving and living
Open palms, let him float away

But her blue eyes will always search, wait
Look for his smile, wait for his call
Count heart beats: one, two, three, five, seven, eight
Each skipped beat a sob or grieving yawl

When will it hurt less? 

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