Tears
Tears


When my heartbeats
Galloped to listen
The sound of your silence,
I saw the tears
Gushing from your eyes
And touching the sacred thread
In your neck.
Pulling you to my arms,
When my lips convinced that,
'I am not a philanderer,
I am your staunchest partner,'
Your lips hushed my lips.
Osculating your eyes
And touching
The sanguine vermilion,
I promised you that
I would never play truant to you.