(15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Your Crying

I cradle your head

comfort your crying

your face
upon my face

your tears
run into my eyes

your tears
run into my mouth

as if I am
crying them

for you.

Now all
these years

the taste
of your tears

still bitter
upon my lips

your crying
still haunting

my mind.

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this is composed in a very minor key, the effect is very strong, i am already in the same minor key