Which Direction Your Tears

Which direction your tears,
Were they wont, worry, or care?

Sobs of encouragement
Messengers of sorrow
Visiting separated lovers
As their touch be gone tomorrow?

This house empty
Bearing no life, could it
Bear the sorrow of no promise?

When you woke in terror spoke
... No, please, no ...
Is this fear to fail
In loving too deeply
In obscurity, fathomless?

Wont these tears of yours
And mine; tasting of salt
The worrisome present worry
Of being alone and without.

Which direction your tears,
Which wont, worry, care has wrought?






Patrick Darnell