Try to follow the path of a tear.
Its birth and its death
on a trail of hot and wet.
Why did you come teardrop?
Out of happiness or out of pain?
Were you in love and your heart broke?
Or were you so extatic and laughed so much
you almost choked?
I wish you no pain at all.
Only happiness when your teardrops fall
and mark for a breef moment your presence on the floor.