my heart
musings and confusings
Saturday, March 28, 2020
like to be a dove
sometimes she wished that she were a dove
to be seen as a symbol of love
sweetly misunderstood
to be seen as only a force
for good.
not to be misconstrued
or misread
by those who cannot even
understand what is inside
their own heads.
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