Gentle Tears Hiding Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Tears always hiding quietly within, but when a tender rhythm
reaches them, tempting with a gentle emotional sound of a
guitar being plucked and strummed touching not the pleasure
center of the brain.

Instead stirring the sadness and sorrow hiding inside, with
truthful and intense music, reaching into its depths, suddenly
tears are beginning in corners of these eyes.

Wiping them away constantly, because they can no longer be
stopped, tears flooding down this face, unstoppable until
they have released enough of the tears and one goes to sleep.