Teardrops Poem by Eric Rhodes
Teardrops
Place my sandals
at the threshold,
I won't be needing
them anymore.
Powerless against
the waves of love
convulsing my body,
I pour into you
like wine from the neck
of a bottle.
Discarding the container
which held me prisoner
I dropp it to the floor,
amused, as it shatters
into fine sand.
The salted teardrops
of my ecstasy ripple
the ocean of love,
gently lapping the shore
of every land.
(2009)
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