Crying as the doves take flight
Crying in her bed at night
Crying for the one she lost
Crying for him without a cost
She misses him, she cries for him too
She misses him and wished she knew
He dissapeared and left her there
He's gone, she can't find him anywhere
Taken by a celebrity
Taken somewhere she can't see
The One Winged Angel has him now
But she knows she'll find him, she knows somehow
Not where or when, but she knows why
She knows without he might die
But for now, all she can do is cry.
Wow, I love this poem. I don't know what to say about it....It's great. One of the best i've seen. keep on writing, you'll go far......i'm enjoying reading your work!