White Dove
For years I've tried to love again
He haunts me every time I sleep
My thoughts of him are such a sin
No one knows how thine heart does weep
My soul, his memory I keep
I've no reason not to move on
These thoughts I mustn't act upon
Trapped in a cage like a white dove
I suffer from daylight to dawn
To scream out, "THIS MAN I STILL LOVE!"
Such guilt I carry deep inside
I'm sorry but I must confess
To those I said I loved, I lied
He captured me with such finesse
Now I must grieve him and repress
Oh how I long to touch his skin
To be held in his arms again
Trapped in a cage like a white dove
My desire I hold within
To scream out, "THIS MAN I STILL LOVE!"
Copyright © Ashlee Tilford | Year Posted 2009
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