Tears Poem by Elinor Auerbach
Tears
Tears are strange things.
Pearls of salty water
Caressing faces with soft healing hands
Gliding down the contours of a face
Slipping down, down
Until they reach the corners of the mouth
And then
Sliding on, hesitantly
Until they reach the chin
The edge
The plunge
Pausing for a moment
Clinging to the safety of contact
Afraid to be alone
A single drop
So unique
And yet,
So common.
'Pearls of salty water' in which we show our soul.. Loved it, Colin J...
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5/12/2024 10:11:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Elinor this ones very special, please keep writing as you have a rare gift.