Love is a Dove,
Soaring freely through the sun above,
Chirping sweet melodies of affection,
The divine psalm of this true connection.
Love can be a Vulture,
Depends on which culture,
Waiting for you souls death,
So it may give its spirit such depth in a breath.
Love is a Raven,
As all of it I'm saving,
As I truly hope you understand all I'm saying,
So that I may protect you all I can.
Love is a Hawk,
It observes, as if stalks,
To find the right one,
A special someone.
As any bird,
My love soars high as the clouds
Truly my love has no bounds
Every bird sings its own song
Attracted one to another
Not a call of the wild
But still as tranquil as a soft newborn child
Love surly is a Dove
Now wait calm, as I compose my song, forever to be, OUR SONG.......
Soaring freely through the sun above,
Chirping sweet melodies of affection,
The divine psalm of this true connection.
Love can be a Vulture,
Depends on which culture,
Waiting for you souls death,
So it may give its spirit such depth in a breath.
Love is a Raven,
As all of it I'm saving,
As I truly hope you understand all I'm saying,
So that I may protect you all I can.
Love is a Hawk,
It observes, as if stalks,
To find the right one,
A special someone.
As any bird,
My love soars high as the clouds
Truly my love has no bounds
Every bird sings its own song
Attracted one to another
Not a call of the wild
But still as tranquil as a soft newborn child
Love surly is a Dove
Now wait calm, as I compose my song, forever to be, OUR SONG.......
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