Dew drops of salt
Drop down her eyes,
Clouds of despair hang..
Circle-like dark eye under.
Her pain blooms for HIS touch,
Now missing and forever divine.
She seeks for answers many
Probes.. knifing deep
Into HIS presence.
Invisible by sight
The mind's eye knows too well,
And yet touched by HIS rainbow,
Hopes...
She stares at the hanging hues,
Her despair curving,
Melting the deeper blues away.
