On Writing

Poem 89 – Tears

tears

there are always enough tears
gathering in the brooks
splaying from my soul
meandering searching rushing

expressing the languages of love
that hold everything unconditionally
even when my heart is a concrete dam
the tears make way

erode erupt offer me something
to feel to taste to discover
there are always enough tears
this is my love language today



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