Love me the way you did when we were young
When she became old and waned
When you needed another muse as she lay in her bed
And you in mine
When you grew tired of her age
And accustomed to my beauty
I remember how your face would bath
In golden light on my pillow
I remember how you would buy me flowers
And clothes, and everything a young maid desires
But you could never but for me your real
love, your real self; for that is priceless to me
And then another came around
The same time my attraction weakened
You told me you needed to move on
To discover yourself
Here I am, left in my bed
And you in hers
I pray to you now to remember how my radiance had once sung
Love me again the way you did when we were young
© Mika Datadin
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Grade 11
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