Teardrop MemoriesA Poem by MarlenaPush my soles to the ground drowning them in puddles particles traveling into the cracks and crevices and callouses of my feet I reach a hand out to the pregnant sky fingers splayed in the slightest water in the air dripping down my hands in my palm, I find a reflecting pool so clear with teardrop memories reflecting there. © 2009 MarlenaAuthor's Note
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