She was my dove.
her body, with graceful curves and ivory skin.
Her mind, so pure and kind,
I still remember how her long warm arms wrapped around my broken body and comforted me in my times of need.
Her lips, as soft as a summer morning’s cloud.
Her eyes, a deep never ending blue pool of wisdom and strength.
I still remember when she kissed me under the nights sky, and all doubts and fears and earthly duties were forgotten.
Her hair, silky as the spider’s web.
Her, she was perfect.
She was my angel, my queen my shield my strength my desire my love.
She was my dove.
