When Doves Cry

holding my heart

like a wounded dove

in my palm

it flutters delicate wings

that tickle fingertips

when you reach out

to gently stroke it

reading the story in my eyes

you support my shaking hand

with yours

we hold it together

and both dove

and I

sigh

 

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