Christopher Goat

Christopher Goat
Christopher Goat

Monday, December 16, 2013

Falling Tears

Tears when I cry,
Flow gently from my eye.
When I think of you,
I smile softly, and sigh.
Your whispers in my ear,
Filled my eyes with tears.
Words spoken so vividly,
Makes it seem like you were here.
And when the memories come back,
They get me slightly off track.
All I can think of is you,
And then my heart starts to crack.
How I miss you so much,
Your warm and gentle touch.
With the sweetnes of your lips,
My heart you have clutched.
While I'm wishing you were mine,
Until the end of time.
Tears fall from my cheek,
Forming my river called rhyme.

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