When I die, I wish to comeback as one of her tears.
What man would be so lucky as to have been conceived in her heart,
born in her eyes, live on her cheeks, and die at her lips.
Unknown Author

All Within A Tear

I feel your hand upon my breast
it tingles beneath your touch
A stirring begins within my soul
as I need your love too much

A tear it trickles down my cheek
you catch it with fingertips
You smile and slowly take your hand
and place it to your lips

You taste the essence of my life
my heart my soul my all
You know my needs my wants my fears,
hear my spirit as it calls

Within your head my life echos
and beckons your every thought
Tonight is our night of romance,
within my web of lust you are caught

I am the widow so black and bold
I am your future and your days of old
I am your every thought and desire
I am your life and your dreams as you tire

So place your hand upon my breast
let me feel your touch your tender carress
Catch my tear as it falls
come to me as I beckon, I call

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