TEARS

Tears of love, tears of pain,
They are rivers of water rushing down your face,
Where express feelings,
And leave footprints of love, or tears,
From pain and fears.
Tears of sorrow and feelings,
From that nostalgia that remained in the air,
Of the love that you never got,
O love that I take life,
In the incomprehension of a meaningless life,
Tears running without hesitation,
For the cheeks, your face sad,
Where only your eyes are crystals,
That trasuntan time
  With a sheen of tears and joy.
Crystal Tears, my kisses,
Walking, your life.


JUAN CARLOS VILLANUEVA