Tears

Who  wipes thy tears,
except thy fingers.
Wipes every drop
unnoticed.

Who helps hide thy tears?
Thy palms.
Behaving as if resting
on soaked cheeks.

Who listens to the sound of  tears,
except thy heart.
Beats faster in response.

Who keeps them like pearls?
Thy  hands.
Holds every drop.

Who takes them in and makes thy smile?
Thy lips.
Licks every drop.

Who has a bundle of it but never shows?
No one, but thy eyes.