Of Tears..........
When the heartbreaks
Waves of tears
Washing warm
Meandering rivulets
Down the cheek
Predestined to evaporate,
droplets briefly dampen
soft white tissue
Escaping like Houdini
from the confines of a dust bin!
Reappearing, they are mist
When the daybreaks
posted by maya @ 3:14 PM
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Beautiful, Maya. Beautiful Maya. I wander blank and bemused through a huge, magnificent house where it seems I once lived, or visited, or maybe dreamed. Everything is rich and marvelous but misty and unsure. Then I suddenly see words that leap to life, I hear a voice behind the eloquent patterning, I see a face behind the exquisite meaning. My tears join those melting in the mist. Beautiful, Maya. Beautiful Maya. It is a voice I know. It is a face I love.
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