Original Poetry


I craved a tear from him
He remained tearless
I fell to the floor
To find it was flawless.


4 thoughts on “Floorless

  1. I don’t want to appear to be rude or callous but I had a involuntary smile after reading it. I beg your pardon if I got it wrong. It seemed to me here you involuntarily talk about female’s whimsy as well and tears as a weapon. “Don’t fall onto the floor, it can be dirty too.” Pardon my clumsy humor. Men make tears too, they fall inside. Delete this comment if you find it to be spoiling.


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