Tears of TruthBy Annette CampJuly 30, 2024
My tears flow like the gentle grace of a waterfall, delicate streams of emotions descending from the cliffs of my eyes.
Each teardrop is a testament to the profound depth of my feelings, a silent witness to a well within.
As they tumble and flow, they carve intricate paths across my cheeks, etching their journey into my skin.
These tears whisper tales of love, echoing the joys and sorrows that have touched my heart.
They carry with them the weight of unspoken words and the essence of my most intimate moments.
In their delicate descent, they leave behind traces of my vulnerability and the raw beauty of my human experience.
Each drop, a silent testament to the complexity of my emotions, creates a river of truth that flows from the core of my being.
Published on July 30, 2024 02:59