If I Could Be Your Tear
What would I be?
Would it be that of pain and sorrow or that to which is of happiness and tomorrows.
It is of the heart you find as you find that of life’s trials.
As to stand as such in a manner one can stand, that in there it was no room to spare.
For it comes like a drop of rain, that tear to which falls.
It is of love but that of a fall.
It is of glory as you have giving me this day, which it wasn’t a tear of pain but that of joy
to which had rein.
It was of a soul on high that soars upper skies but from down deep to which that
tear drop fell at feet.
It was from that of a hearts fly that the tear came from an eye.
It was there I had found love that causes me to cry.
As you, I remember and it came from inside.
Soaring through body and soul, finding it’s way to the tear droplet in the eye.
And there it came, a love from inside.
Because there you have crossed my insides and made me cry.
It is there my heart cry’s with a roar and a growl, for a love never to stray.
It is of a desire to love one as delicate as a rose.
As a warm mist had blown in and gave me a rose.
It was of a taste I could smell but of you to which caught my eye.
That of an extraordinary beauty wrapped all in silk, as I seen you shine of a yellow,
which was sun shine of drips.
It was there the tear drops started as you stole away a heart in prep.
For that to which was to become real love but is now your love.
It’s there the tear drops rein as it feels you near with a tug.
As my heart feels of rain, knowing you are at far.
Wanting to hold one of such love, knowing I would be fulfilled with love.
With much of my hearts love and that’s having you to love.
It isn’t that of pain but joy, but that of a tear drop that reins for joy.
As with you, I have found a tear of joy.
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