Glistening like diamonds, welling to break
blinding, fallen by a single blink.
Flowing unchecked, tracing my cheeks
to the corners of my lips, heedless of the salty taste.
Sliding warm torrents down to my chin
droplets stop between my breasts like rain catchment.
They're tears from pain . . . .
Sparkling like diamonds, welling to unblinking eyes
soon as droplets form, brushed away by finger of a lover.
Tears from lover's quarrel . . . .
Sparkling like sapphires, welling in sad eyes
shortly as they fall, a handkerchief wipes.
Tears by a sick person . . . .
Sparkling like Swarovski, flowing rapidly
a hand of a mother wipes automatically.
Tears of a child . . . .
Unsure if it's sparkling, from a red eyes welling
wiped with a tissue paper, eye drops follow and bandage covering.
Tears for sore eyes . . . .
Tears like river flowing, wiped in any possible way
be it a finger, a handkerchief, a hand or even a kiss.
They are tears of joy from a happy heart . . . .
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