Poem Hunter
(January 7,1988 - September 17,2078 / Columbus, OH)


From behind my eyes
I felt the prick
and the tickle
and the warmth.

I can't explain
why you do this to me
when I don't even know
what you are saying.

I guess
good music
has brought me
to welcomed tears.

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Comments (1)

'to welcome tears' is an unexpected and very rewarding line. enjoyed your poem.