Such a small amount of water <br />finely formed with tensioned film. <br />Holding of itself its self formed form, <br />under earths influential stealth. <br />Slowly gliding over warm <br />and oft' beguiling skins of softly <br />silken youth, or cragged ground <br />of a near forgotten time when <br />smoothness was the truth. <br />Descending most often downwards <br />reaching lips that may be pursed, <br />or smiling, sometimes open <br />just asking for a kiss, or jagged <br />in pain of your hearts rending <br />loosing any sense of bliss. <br />It does seem that really <br />a tear dropp hides so many meanings. <br />It has its beauty clearly stated <br />but its meanings in your lips.<br /><br />David Taylor<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tears-and-lips/
