Alive in Her Tears
To be her tear drops,
Conceived in her heart,
Erupting in love.
Born in the crystal sea
Of Tahiti blue
Swimming in her eyes.
Alive on the stream
Meandering across
The desert of her cheeks
And arriving at last
To my final destination
Turning to salt on her lips
by
seekerblueposted on 07/20/2009
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