TEARS

“There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.”

― Kahlil Gibran

You fall incessantly from my eyescovering my face and drawing a veil on my emotionsmy secret keepermy promise bearer

You roll down my cheeks as a reminder of thepromise unkeptas a reminder of my heart brokenand the shards piercingand all the bridges I have been trying 
to keep in placeyou roll down gleefullyas wishes and dreams are burnt alive

 
I can't cup or hold youyou are just bits of salty water you know
a reminder of my heartas it fails to contain the insatiable joy insidethe welling up of eyeswhen I can't hide the love insideI hide you behind all the curtains of the curved lip and cursed heartwhen I don't want you tosee that