Teardrops

• Naomi Fratczak
• Poetry
• 2011

What would you do if you could turn my tears into wine?
What would you say if I told you I could make you mine?
Like a raindrop falling before you can catch me
Like a distant memory shout out at sea
I’ll find you some day and you’ll sweep me off my feet
Take me in your arms and make me complete
But for now you are just teardrops melting off my face
For now we are complete strangers, in this human race
You are the flower that just hasn’t blossomed yet
You are my Romeo I just haven’t met you yet.