A Single Tear

A single tear,

more powerful than rushing waterfalls.

She looks up, then away.
He brushes a stray hair away from her skin,
soft, silky, skin.
He looks into those piercing blue eyes.
Eyes sparkling, glimmering in the moon light.
In her eyes.


He will never forget those eyes,
a single tear.

In her eyes he sees,
an eternity,
passionate abandon,
depths like no other
history of pain,
memories of ache.


He will never forget those eyes,
a single tear.

Loses himself in those eyes.
Forgets himself in those eyes.
Gives up himself in those eyes.
Remembers himself in those eyes.

He will never forget those eyes,
a single tear.

She tilts her head,
looks inside him,l
ooks into the brown depths of his eyes.
And he knows,
sees that tear fall,
and he knows.


He will never forget those eyes,
a single tear.

A tear.
A tear falls.
A tear falls down.
A tear falls down her.
A tear falls down her face,
that porcelain face.


He will never forget those eyes,
a single tear.

He reaches.
He reaches out.
He reaches out to.
He reaches out to her,
but can't touch that pain.

He will never forget those eyes,
a single tear.

That tear,
more powerful than rushing waterfalls.