CRY

"A rainfall forms puddles of emotion within your iris,
whatever you may feel, your emerald eyes can't 
contain it, may it be released, drop by drop until
the pure rivers of the valley overflow,
A perfect storm ensues. "

"A cruel and demanding wind gusts through your
silky crimson hair, your dazzling passion has been
casted up into the air. Surely, there must be a hurricane
that must care." 

"I understand, red velvet flowers release their 
empathetic petals upon your soft and gentle face,
they wonder what may be wrong honey, they comfort
you as they float generously around your crystal lips, 
the pain continues to throb, but it will soon go away,
so may you continue to weep, willows of sorrow, even
though it isn't promised, there's always a tomorrow."