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A Bucket Of Water

My tears have been free flowing since your leaving

And in moments where discretion of sobs is called upon

The droplets find other means of escape

Some evaporate, fleeing my body amidst breath breathed out

Others wait patiently for sun to open pores wide enough for exit

But despite the success of many I still have more tears to weep.

 

I guess I make you worry when I answer you call

And I can understand how

When eyes gaze through tired lids and words spoken with dry lips-

But, my love, I am not sad

Though troubles I do have plenty, that flood my timid heart

Overflowing as turbulent seas in teardrops so many.

 

My Love, remember these tears that flow so often

That are accompanied by weeps and sighs

Come from the heart in loving pain

Since our words get lost upon the breeze, just know-

I love therefore I feel sorrow

I love therefore I feel

I love

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alice-burns
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Aug 6, 2013
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