My Sweet and Perfect Little Dove

People never truly die,

Even when there is a good bye,

We just leave our bodies to decay,

And nothing else much to say,

We linger for some hope of light,

But our pain blinds our sight.
 

The only known cure,

The only way to stop the pain is to endure,

The way I stopped the pain,

Was to not let love be completely slain,

I found someone to love,

And she is my perfect little dove.
 

She is everything my heart desires,

Instead of love on thin minuet wires,

This is love wielded to my scared heart,

Knowing that it will never be torn apart,

This is my one true love,

My sweet and perfect little dove.