Before a Hungry Dove

Your heart beats for me alone, My shortcomings, you forgive and still atone. Your soul is where I'll always call home, Since I'm safer there than in the dome. There are bad times maybe worse than the last, But we will always move forward and put them in the past. I should be your mirror, but I'm broken and bad, And it hurts so deep like a knife to always see you sad. It's hard to breath without seeing your face, So I chose to be in your arms forever and no other place. In the middle of the nights, I'm so afraid and cold, And you will always try to keep me warm, strong and bold. Even in my perfect imperfection, you will say I look cute, Words as hard as a renaissance lute. I thought I had found treasure and love, But never knew I was an ant before a hungry dove.