Weeping Willow 


I thought I was the only one

The only one in your mind
The only one in your hands
The only one you cry for
The one who understands 
My soul sinks into the underworld
Smudged in its own meekness 
I cannot outshine her darkness 
My heart slips into your envelopes
I do not want to share you anymore 
You think of her 
You cry for her 
You play her violin
I draw my bow
With broken fingertips 
discovering your tears 
On another’s skin