Poetry

Before you find a body, but without a soul. .
I want you to make me cry, to return those tears which are lost somewhere. 
The gift, the tears I really deserve. .
But are you strong enough to see those pearls which will come out from my eyes. .
I want to cry, but in rain. .
You know why, so no one can see those tears of sadness. .
I want rain to cry with me, and be the part my tears. .
Tears only my tears. .