One tear drops
Enough
To wipe the ashes from my heart
The second falls
And the slate is clean once more
The third
Is simply
For the beauty of the thing
With the fourth
Comes enlightenment
My joy distilled
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Sometimes I think in poems and they fall out here.
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so simple and sweet and pure.
I love this one too. How do you do it? *wonders*
Good for me - Thanks. :)
Ash - I've seen you do it. You don't have to wonder too much. ^_^
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