Decaying Tears (2)

So do not let me dry these decaying tears

The sleek, salty pearls of prejudiced memory
They are waters of life in a world of mourning
And though time will take them away one by one
Never will it seize the gentle memories of you

So do not let me dry these decaying tears

These last exchanges of bittersweet hope
Waters of recollection that never falter
For I know I will discover you again one day
Though it be one silvered, decaying, tear, at a time

So do not let me dry these decaying tears

These jagged steel pearls of icy fortunes
On the wind there is still the scent of you
It flows across the pale lawns of my darkness
But I slip a little closer to you with each one

So do not let me dry these decaying tears

The drizzle falling softly on your photograph
They drown you, but they will never cease
Until we are found again floating in summer
Together in a new night having awoke reborn