Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Loneliness By Elaine J. Mark

Raindrops pour from the sky,
Like salty teardrops spilling,
Each a crystal prism
reflecting love's delight,
night enshrouds my longing,
Daybreak soothes the pain,
Sunlight takes my teardrops
to mingle with the morning dew,
And gone are the lovers' visions,
Far as the loved one's hand.

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