I feel your tears upon my face,
They taste just like my own.
Hope departed; yet left in place,
Regret of seeds now sown.
Embittered heart still beats on,
Another day to mark my days.
Lust has dulled; passion gone,
And to solace... night betrays.
No relief, no rest from pain,
A constant plodding ache.
Such as a flower with no rain,
Since my heart did break.