Love is that indefinable moment of brokenheartedness when you cry and someone weeps with your tears

Fear no more as long as her memory surrounds you like a ghost…cry no more as long as she weeps for you like a willow.

If you can weep with your words, the meaning of your heart can be written forever

Incomparable wound weeps through a parableBarrenness I bear into the unbearableI read the pale sadness from the unreadableMy mind starts breeding from the bare unbreedable

There lives a weeperin each of us-a silent mourner honoring our despairwhen our willingness slain by helplessness continues to resurrect to be slaughtered again

My body weeps to livewhen you make me believe that someday I will be deadsoul sleepless in graveyard's bed