I’ve known tears
I’ve had tears roll down my cheeks you’ll never taste
I am a friend to sorrow
I’ve spilled tears into cups you’ll never drink from
I am acquainted with grief
I’ve filled pools you’ll never swim in
and oceans you’ll never sail.
I wish you could kiss my wet cheek
Drink from my cup
Backstroke beside me
And sail into my watery horizon.
But it’s just me, me and
One who separated land from sea
Who walked upon it
Who drank and drained the dregs of mankind
And who took a betrayer’s kiss to the cheek.
It’s enough
That He understands.
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