Drops of Heaven

A poem of love

Drops of Heaven,
leak from your eyes,
about me,
as I surmise.

Your tears show fears,
of what you believe,
just trust me,
I never meant to deceive.

Truthful facts,
are what I reveal,
but what I feel,
is the real deal.

The die is cast,
and it’s meant to last,
with love in the air,
to show I care