Tears Are Falling

Tears are falling from my eyes
as the sun rises in the blue sky rolling
from the burning wind between the cloud
bright four-ring rainbow drops slowly
into my loveless heart to heaven.

Suddenly my loveless soul hungers for
touch that I miss so much like a mountain
fall has stopped flowing and now the picture
on the wall reminds me of the moment fixture
of a sad work of art.

Forgive me, my loveless heart has no value
nor price that holds still like a timeless
block of ice.