He Could Cry

it is not the glistening shine that sits upon the eyes

there is no appeal to another’s sadness

but it’s been said there is beauty with tears

perhaps it is a cleansing of the soul

great strength is revealed with aching vulnerability 

inside the moment, it’s difficult to see

emotions become buried in the heart

allowing others inside unlocks the pain

stretching intimacy’s horizon 

shedding tears only in solitude creates a wall

those that love you want a door to walk through 

not a wall to scale

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