Bound

A poem of how easily tears can captivate.

With this pain
Spilled over the edge of her black lips
Trickling down her chin
Like a snowflake caught in her hair
Like bloog from the deepest depths,
This drop,
This crystal,
From the window I peer into,
From the window that peers back at me,
Through me,
With this pain of hers
Chains consume me.
Falling from me.
Into me.
I am bound.
Bound to her.
Bound into submission forever.