True Tears (Part 1) Poem by Stephan van Pinksteren

The you inside me,
Is always crying,
I believed you wanted me,
To wipe away your tears.

But I never experienced,
The tenderness,
Of wiping the tears,
From your face.

Somewhere there is an angel,
If only all your tears could be gathered.
Then a necklace could be fashioned from your tears.
And used to decorate the tree.

The sparkle from the tree of tears,
Shines brightly in the dark of night,
Leading me to your heart,
Very deep inside my body.

I'm extremely saddened,
I gave away my tears.