Love's White Winged Dove

What is love?

Love fills the heart with blood

It is a white winged dove

Flying through the sky

Wanting to be high

High as a kite

Flying with all it's might

Is it something we adore?

As time goes on we want more and more

Is it something we need to hold?

Love, our mind it does mold

Mold to give one another

A relative, a friend, a lover

Is it ties that bind?

Tying up our hearts and minds

Love fills us with many thoughts

Ties our stomach up in knots

Does it want us to be free?

Love is the undying key

It wants us to see the world through other's eyes

Hear each others cries

Some the cries of pain

Those that are slain

Or does it want us to hear the cries of love

flying around, free as a dove