Last Tears

She stares into the sea with pearls,

In her eyes, the empty gaze, it pierces me.

Wind blowing her fallow curls,

All she wishes it to be free.

For the time slows down with every wave,

And their distance grows with passing days,

Although same might be what people crave,

Strange, they still choose separate ways.

I sit there, beside her, with nothing to say,

The moment flees, the silence is vast.

Nothing more to do but to leave the bay,

for all I wish these tears are her last.

♦