The Dove

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Her heart wants to die,
she's adrift on the Sea of Despair.
His lingering scent calms her,
he's gone, .......& no one knows where.

He arrived a troubled mess,
his attitude looking for trouble.
Got a heater in there??
his heart, a landscape of rubble.

Talking is over rated,
she's falling in love.
With a boy too often underrated,
he flies off, silent, .....like a Dove.

He stared into mysterious & deep eyes,
that knew him all too well.
The Wolff wouldn't leave him,
AMY!!  His heart for her did yell.

She heard him,.........Ty!!
I'm coming!! & she arose.
Harley & love led the way,
His heart would never dispose.

Amy!!  Ty!!  Oh Ty!!
I've missed you so much!!
A painting he gave her,
his heart, did she forever clutch.

By: Mike Hurley

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