Tears

Member since 2004 · Posted 21 Jul 2004 · 3 comments

Rain stains my rosey cheeks As the blue of my eyes runs clean They are not for sorrow But of happiness beyond the imagination You cannot dry them With a hug or words said Your gentle hand Is the only healing of this treasure Puddles form at my feet Only to reassure me of my emotions The image of your face is blurred But I do not need to see it with my eyes Because I have memorized it in my mind I reach out to touch your face Only to realize Thast you also hold the same emotion as I Because I can feel the rain From your eyes And the smile on your face

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[10] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 21-Jul-04/5:54 PM Reply

Your complete lack of punctuation does you credit. And the lines "Your gentle hand / Is the only healing of this treasure" have stained my rosy cheeks with tears, not for sorrow, but of happiness beyond the imagination. Actually, the best part is where you talk about not having to see things with your eyes, because you have memorized them with your mind. Now I'm going to type something with my fingers, which I want you to look at with your eyes, then assimilate with your mind, then say with your mouth, and then hear with your ears:

-=AIDS=-

[10] donmiguel1960 › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 21-Jul-04/10:47 PM Reply

your twisted

[10] donmiguel1960 21-Jul-04/10:45 PM Reply

Nice emotion