Crystal Tears Poem by Erika Conti

Crystal Tears


ask the fairies what is the name

of this

You hear my whisper

shy and sweet in your heart

An image caressing you from

whitin

Though you never held my hands

and

I really would take your soul in mine

just to feel - how it feels -

A secret love

constantly renewed in my mind

and constantly failed to become true.

As the flames of your sacred

heart already scortched

in other faces

resembling the face of Love itself

Yours

carrying my dreams to heaven

leaving dried cloves on my empty palms

while the wind screams your name