David Bilsborrow and Cheryl Bilsborrow

Sunday, 9 September 2012

Poem of The Week

THE LOVE DOVE:


The love dove sang a sweet song
of a birth of love so pure.

It sang of blue eyes meeting
in a stare embraced in mist.

For it did mask reality
but they no longer cared,
for they plucked each others heart strings
sending music in the air.

The chorus sang the love dove told of passion
heated lust, for this song was a lovers tail
about a union of trust.

Dedicated to Cheryl.

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