i have laughedmore than daffodilsand cried more than June.

...so i will greet youin a wayall loved thingsare meant to be greetedwith a tear in my heartand a poem in my eye.

what ismore beautifultears, in someone’s eyesfor meor in my eyesfor them.

I wouldn't mindif life left me...winglessburnt to cindersripped by stormsscattered...like weedscelestially woundedwithout cherry blossomsto perish withbut I would crywith head held in my handsif it left me...unfulfilled.

I blink January’s lashesand gush down December’s cheeks

i am infinitely yearningbrimmingand overflowingin wordsi discoverit’s another wayfor meto be in tears.

slow down, oh sweet tearsflowing nectar...down my lashes' tipssomedaysomeone will kiss you away,even before you can reach my lips.

may my touchalways...be tenderas i would strokemother's cheekswhen she cried.

You touched my heart...ever so softlyand I realizedtears had never been...merely saltand the rainOh the Rain!had never been merely water.