T e a r d r o p s

If you cry

you will cry

I’ll drink up your tears…

If forgotten sense is passion

then it is love

it’s only plentiful

and about to die…

Here is the dusk

now it is a night

inside are breathless lullabys

if you get bored

you may miss me…

Where do your eyes flow to

and to whom?

Your reflection comes

and reality goes through my dreams

I am thirsty for you

fell into you

alas, I’m mistaken

in this summer midafternoon

female dogs are making out in rush

the table is being set up

white cheese and melon

its scent only goes with Raki

you cry

I drink your tears…

Without thee

it’s an endless hole

hope is lovers’ joy

if you want to, you love

if you don’t, you leave

deeply you sigh

your cheeks get wet

the tears behind your ears

are quite salty…

From now on

you tell me

I listen to

you absolutely cry

I drink your tears…

–

hg

June,2008