December 5, 2018 by Alfonso Acosta

562 – Tears in the rain

The tears in your eyes
Were always right.

Running down your cheeks
They never lost their way.

Even when tackled
By a stolen kiss.

I never learned
How to read them.

I never heard
Their whispered screams.

I never saw
Behind your eyes.

Until the day
You broke the spell.

Sparkling shards
From a broken glass.

A stain of bourbon
On the wall.

The lingering echo
Of a slamming door.

The tears in your eyes
Were always right.