her tears will fall out of a
slate colored sky
falling from marbled eyes
she will be broken like a hatched
egg shell
the life once within will be set free
either it will fly or it shall hurtle to the earth
which path would you follow
when she felt hallow inside
her emptiness is a never ending pit
should she let herself sink in
to the ebony
if she did should you find
a opal
with an iridescent glow
a sunrise
to pull her out of your
eternal twilight
would you kiss away salty tears
flowing like a stream
rolling down her faded cheeks
if you were the
reason why
she would
cry