Wings of Dove

There is a canyon of no regret, which exists within ourselves

It takes affect when problems occur, between our drifting shell

Thus creating a vacuum of despair, which dwells inside our hearts?
Which comes in wayward thoughts, when we think its time to part

Tasting the memories of that first kiss, in a match from heaven above
Is worth the effort to sort this out, to save our fading love

Often time is what we need to soothe our painful hurts
Bringing a type of healing, to erase the lasting marks

So please help me find the pieces, we’ve lost along the way
To rebound to the way it used to be, in the remaining days

For we have known the feelings of unrelenting love
It awaits for us to find again, between the wings of doves

Written by: Roland R. Ruiz
May 23, 2008