He holds me while I cry
and flashes gentle loving glances
as he looks into teary brown eyes.
He explains them as 'beautiful'
as I try to hide my face
which is now salty and moist
from the droplets trinkling down
my cheeks like rain on a window.
He brings two soft lips to my lashes
to kiss away my tears
and I simply can't help but feel guilty
for being in such a state
that he must kiss a tear away.
Still, he is patient and concerned.
It's almost as if he was placed here
for that very reason.
To be my angel, my love, my friend.
And I am his little lost puppy;
knowing next to nothing
and loving to be loved.
Amanda Lukas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/11-kissing-my-tears-away/
