You Smiled With The Grace Of A Teardrop

You Smiled With The Grace Of A Teardrop

Which Fell Down Your Cheek When You Cried

Both Equally Frightening And Beautiful

And I Watched You

You Kissed With The Force Of A Punch In The Face

Which You Received Every Night From Your Father

Each The Only Affection You’d Ever Known

And I Watched You

You Sat Down With The Tranquility Of A Thunderstorm

Which Interrupted Your Dreams Of A Future

Both Actions Just As Comforting

And I Watched You

You Drew A Line In Your Flesh

With A Knife As Sharp As The Words

Which Made The Scars On Your Soul

Both The Same Terror And Hurt

And I Watched You

You Cried Out With The Intensity Of A Breath

So Immediate And Reflexive

Both Holding The Same Note On Your Lips

And I Watched You

You Fell To The Ground

With The Weight Of Laughter

Dead And On Deaf Ears

Each Scaring And Astounding Me

And I Watched You

You Stared Up With The Blankness Of A Mosaic

Seemingly Whole But Still Shattered

Each A Tiny Shard Of Glass In The Mirror Of Life

And I Watched You

You Touched Me With The Gentleness Of A Viper

Your Grip Smooth And Fatal

The Marks Left On My Skin Only

Fractions Of The Poison Left In Me

And I Watched You

You Released With The Leisure Of A Blink

So Long And Yet So Quickly Gone

Both Believing Never To Be Remembered By Those

Who Have Experienced Your Presence

And I Followed You