To Love Broken Love
Your voice is a traditional broken flute,
Music from a time gone by,
And the music your voice sings to me,
Leaves me asking why,
Is your beauty a thing that’s broken down,
A painted on tear drop,
Why is your life a complete story,
With a tear as its full stop,
When all I see, feel, taste and hear,
Is magic from your song,
From the dark to gentle to mellow and soft,
Your music makes me strong,
I love the beauty that’s in your broken,
I love your tender torn apart,
I love your beautiful broken flute,
You’re music to my heart.
Written February 1st, 2018, not for a contest, but feel this may fit Silent One's "Romantic" Contest
Placed in first position
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