Love’s tears drip on his skin
Countless failures in destiny wait his will out
I watch his weakness glare down on my fate
Each drop is a falling brick out of the wall
In my heart they fall
Building impossibilities
Conspiracies in disguise
I linger in this moment of perfect silence
Amid the nearness of our distance
Shielding his fading faith in survival
Making my way through his shattered walls of protection
While he cultivates a past perfect future
Commemorating my forfeiture
He cries out – I cry inside
An empire in ruins sleeps in my heart and his conscience
I am his knightess in shining armor
Who came for their promise to salvage
I wipe the tears of the crocodile
They pour unto my lips unending turmoil
Taste so bitter on my truthful tongue
Hurricane blowing behind his eyes fail to meet my Nile
Succumbing to will-bending lies so versatile
I am defeated on my own land
My kingdom he overstands
Cried me a river of pain
Submerged all chances of survival
Ignorant to the book of pain
Of which I’ve become an avid disciple
May K.
