I watch dew drops
travel their course
along petals
opened now
to welcome rays
of morning
and I sigh
when I realize
they are my tears –
I miss you

I close my eyes
and let the brief waters of life
wash away my pain
but the ache returns every night
and in the morning
I see the dewdrops
and I realize
you must have wept
just like I did

Now you know
our tears taste the same

Photo Credit: Manas Khan