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"The soul that can speak through the eyes, can also kiss with a gaze."
~Gustav Adolfo Becquer

The Tear

>> Friday, June 13, 2008

Gone but not forgotten, originally uploaded by Tzatziki.

If I could be just one tear that you've cried,
I would be the one to stop and savor every moment
While I fell down your cheek.

I would study every line.
Every memory
and kiss you along the way.
Until I reached the corner of your mouth
Only to truly be kissed.
And then I would experience your heart
Your everything.

And before I would fall.
I would dance from your lash
Because I would come from
Within you already.


The above poem was given to me by a certain gentleman last year.
I do not claim 'ownership' of this beautiful writing, as the credit goes completely to him.

D. should you come upon this and have any questions for me, or wish me to remove it, please contact me by email and I will certainly abide by your wishes.
Obviously it is something that's held meaning for me, as it's inclusion here,
is done out of reverence.


2 Reflections:

Rolando 11:26 PM, June 17, 2008  

It's a very cool poem ZZ. Hope all is well with you. Sensing a pattern with your last posts :)

Greeneyezz 7:14 PM, June 18, 2008  

Yeah it is a very cool poem.
I was deeply touched by it.
Still am.
That's why it's here.

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