Your Poem made me Cry

the blood from your broken heart
ink to the poem of lost love
your heartache tattooed in verses
sent dusts into my eyes

lost in time etched in memories
of a love that once embraced
your spirit, your soul, your mortality
only for him to leave
before you kissed the dawn

My tears fell for your pain
for your memories that ended
with a rose on a grave stone
and you stepping back alone

you are strong, indeed stronger
the pain like a forge to your spirit
screaming and crying to God
"Why did you do this to me!'

My tears fell for you
the pain that would never leave
you might say I'm weak
but for that brief moment in time

We both grieved.