Salt and Memories

salt and memories
comprised in a drop
moistened longing
spilling out
the windows of my soul
a silent moan
nothing was said
and gravity steals
in a second
what hurts so much
to let go
why is that
always, on their fall
they reach your lips
to taste the bitterness
of a thought
the acrid flavor
of melancholy
the trace of vile
in love