The world according to a tear drop
I drip out out of the corner an eye
I catch the light and shimmer,
a single diamond on his cheek.
In the second that I sit in his dimple,
I glance at the world I've entered
luminous and curved,
flashes of dim reds, blues
but all too fast I roll down ,
hotly followed by a stream of my brothers and sisters.
They push me onto something soft
where we lie,
warmed and then cooled by more of our kind
From here I see at close quarters,
his eyes shining,
lips quivering,
whole body heaving
with feelings
too big for his five year old self
a long triangle of light
suddenly cuts into our space,
broken.by a shadow crossing rapidly
we watch his round features
rise away from us
melt into her shoulder
We sense the tension leaving his limp body
as we too melt into the air
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