Teardrops Became Sand
Is a place where time once started
Where love and tenderness once reigned
Where oneness was oneness
It was a time when passions met
Lust was mistaken for love
Where mistakes became blood of the future
Where promises were forgotten
As memories faded
With each gust of wind
Sweeping through the ruins of our minds and hearts
I was reconciled to the mistake
And allowed the rock that once was
To become but a timely reminder
Crumbling into that place
Where teardrops became sand
Lately, I've found that when my eyes start to tear, it's like each drop is a grain of grating sand.
Ron