Poetry

Silver tears and silver fears

I sit by the window and stare at the rainfall of God's tears
I glance at the bright silvery stars that seem to dim when I cry
Just as they do now
The silver moonlight embraces me in her arms with her light, silvery wings
I play with my hair and pinch at my nose as I wonder what they look like
I dance on my tears as though I were dancing with him
And I talk to my mirror as though I'm speaking to her
And for a moment I lose myself in my silvery delight
Before the silver tears slap me again and I fall in Earth's palm
So I sit here by the window and stare at the rainfall of my tears
Wondering if they wonder about me too...

By: Babysista

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