yen

The moon showered her in loneliness From endless eyes did diamonds fall. Then closed with grace of butterfly wings Shut tightly, her guarding wall.As a single tear rolled down her cheek The delicate icicles rose from her sides. They hung back suspended, her swans wings released The wind blew and felt strangely alive.Above her the sky heaved impatiently Letting rain fall from concrete coloured skies. Softly teasing as it caressed her skin Harshly beating her loyal porcelain hide.However long she stood there Wasn't long enough to die. But that wasn't what she wanted: Just to be alone and cry. =)