Do you remember when I was perfect?
Think softly, it wasn't so long ago
You wanted to hear my voice
You wanted to hold my heart
We were both the joys of each other
There were no meanings but you
Our goodbyes had no pain
Our greetings were still sweet
Pale nights had splendid color
Vibrant mornings were a symphony
Every moon sang our love
Every star was in our eyes
We gazed at sadness from our island
Like a strange creature we couldn't know
Even fear stood afraid
Even loss felt sorrow
I want to forget that you are perfect
I saw it back a year and this morning
I want to hear your songs
I want to hold your soul
First poem ever submitted, not just to this site, but anywhere!