I saw the face of the woman I will marry in the mountain side
Her dark hair draped like chocolate silk curtains about her soft white face
Her eyes just peaking open, waking up to the sun
I wish she'd turn me into stone
So I could be with her now and forever
But I hear her voice in the steady stream of wind
That rushes like cool water over the mountain
She says to me
"I will melt away, these rocks will keep here, building this mountain...
...I am yours. I am yours."
I saw the face of the woman I will marry in the mountain side
But I must wait for the day she melts away
So we can be together in this short, strange life
Just me and my woman in the mountain
A contest entry
- Love prompt by Shifting.
375 points, ended July 24, 2008, 14 entries
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Comments
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this is very sweet. it has kind of a fairytale quality. Thank you for entering.

