My Dove of Sanity

My dove, my beautiful Dove. Fly to me, fly to me now.
The night is drawing near. Look upon my lips and eyes.
Do you see the the look of fear?

The wind is gently singing, a musical of sighs.
Fly to me, please fly to me.
My dove, my beautiful dove. I need you to set me free.

My dove, my dove of love. Remove me from this torment.
My fair one, My fair dove, Let your wings carry me.
Fly me away, protect me, set me free.
~Anna~2003






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