Shiny, moist eyes appear on the scene.
A fountain of water they’ve found.
Continuing torrents of watery pain,
With dried up persons around.
A filmy layer forms on the eye
As tears, their frequence find.
Droplets caught on window sills
Below the hazy mind.
Lacy veils cannot contain the pain
Beneath the sheer.
The sparkle of the newly formed refrain,
You’ll know that tears are near.