You told me I was beautiful
Beautiful in how you spoke to me
I become the pasture underneath
Your ears growing and grazing
I watch you with a child
Yes he is gorgeous
But what love that was our child
And he was gorgeous too
Look what you have done to it
And other love told me he doesn’t want me no more
But I already know that love to me is like wind
That’s why I never ask or toke
Because I was happy alone
But what will I sing to the moon
And what will I say to the sun
When I wake up and when I sleep
It seems my days will no more be the same
yet my prayers will always be with me
Though my days will be the same
Because what I sang was a song of hope
And what I said was bless the sun
Poor Love I didn't want
and he knows...so...
Who am I talking to the air?
How quickly these memories just disappeared
love to me was like wind" I told him already so
Love to me was like wind
A contest entry
- round contest number one (prewrite) by serenity silvermoon.
510 points, ended September 25, 111 entries
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