reflections (an internal pool)

reflections
          drip
          tear into pool
     you won't see me cry
          this time
     the pool is internal
          heart weeps
     guarded
each tear is a ripple
     pool grows deeper
sometimes the water
          is free of imperfections
reflections of our love
     abundant
     like glass
     clear pictures
            free of distortion 
with each trickle
     the picture unclear
     soul relies on feeling
           attempting to comfort
            my heart
gazing
     waiting
     for a clear reflection
     again