Turtle dove love

In the quiet of dawn, where the soft shadows play, Lives my dear sweet turtle dove, come what may. With feathers of grace and eyes full of light, You whisper me secrets when day turns to night. You coo in soft rhythms that dance through the air, A serenade woven with warmth and with care. Nestled together beneath twilight’s embrace, Your spirit entwined in a tender love's lace. Through gardens we wander where wildflowers bloom, Hand in wing under the silver moon's loom. Every flutter a promise; every sigh sets it free— My heart is your songbird; you are melody to me. So here by your side on this journey we’ll soar, My dear sweet turtle dove—forever encore!