Salty, warm saline
full of love
Strength unseen
they drop softly,
Tho sometimes hard
A dollar
could never measure
the depths I've gone to
to make it better
Lengths, widths and heights conquered,
So many empty moments,
dark lonely nights
weathered
No the value of my tears
Cannot be measured
With money
Material
Or other worldly matter
They are priceless
kept in skin bottles
golden,
hidden
in spaces
only felt with the heart
Only wiped away
by the hand of God