Holding her tears, Fighting with years, Forgetting all joy in her wet lashes. Her eyes, filled with ashes, Heart opened for the talking, A life, history in the making. Tenderly, hold me, So that I might see, A broken cry in the night. Hold me as you might, Our love, a fight of will, A love that can't be still. Smiles as she belittle, Her love as she finishes her botles. To feel, touch, warmth, HER. Cry when you shatter, As she drops the gold, All she wanted was to hold.