Tears flow, a language of the heart,
Rivers of sorrow, a symphony of art.
Your sadness glistens as each they fall,
Whispering tales of love’s rise and fall.
Memories held, in each droplet’s grace,
Unveiling joy, now sorrow’s embrace.
And tears may dance in moments of bliss,
Celestial raindrops, a healing abyss.
Cleansing wounds and granting a peace,
A balm for the spirit, a gentle release.
Reflecting your heart, vulnerable and true,
A testament to resilience, in all that you do.
In tears, emotions align and intertwine,
Bridging hearts and souls by divine design.
Smiles and tears, a harmonious blend,
Guiding through darkness, towards light’s end.
In your tapestry of tears, new love is found,
A golden thread, unbreakable and profound.
In your deepest sorrow, new love takes flight,
A beacon of hope, an eternal light.
He tastes your tears with lips meant to kiss
And whispers a secret you cannot dismiss.
He offers a heart to heal all your pain
And makes a promise he hopes you retain.