Teardrop

There was a teardrop this morning
On my screen and atop a pink rose
One you’d left for me
Some time ago
I watched
Pink rose magnified the beauty
Every ounce you hold
Hoping maybe just maybe
It was you there for me
But I heard nothing but silence
No music
No beat
Deafening
Yet it made me smile
Our silence was the best
Understanding each other’s needs
Consuming
Like greed
My finger like a feather
Went to the teardrop
Approached quietly
In hopes it wouldn’t dry
I can bring it life
Tis my favorite
Let me try

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