Issandre

Quietly, the dewdrops on your face For a moment, looked like tears. For a moment, it pained me. But then the pain went away. For that moment you smiled Suddenly. Not the sad smiled I expected. Then I saw the flower you were admiring And how she admired you back Her kiss looking like tears on your face. For the next moment, when you were quite certain No one was watching, you took that moment For yourself, and more crystal drops appeared For a moment I thought, The skies were raining Or the water came From the blossoms you were admiring Then again, I felt the pain The pain you forbade to touch your face.