Intentional doves

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If I could satisfy
the rivers flow
I’d give the life
my lover dreams

if in my hands
her sun would rise
my smile would be
just what it seems

through faded signals
Crossing roads
the miles just telling
lies at sea

My love will always
call her home
her smiles and tears
mean everything ©

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Dear Jesus I love her

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Dear Jesus Forgive me
I feel lost and alone
I’ve brought tears to my woman
I’ve abandoned my home

she’s the light in my darkness
I’m the pain in her night
she’s the hand I hold onto
guide me to be her light

I could never go on Lord
She’s my reason to live
she’s the one I will fight for
everything I will give

just to hold her up high Lord
I will die by her side
please protect her and love her
in Your word I’ll abide ©

by holding his hand

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an innocence maybe
her fingertips curl
his hand like a baby
she takes on the world

her soft pretty make up
she believes
love commands

stands behind pretty seen
when she’s holding his hand

he can see someone missing
feel forgotten and sad
he can need her to feed him
face to face with his dad

she’s got eyes to her thigh’s
made to call any man
but to me she’s made golden
by holding his hand  ©

 

Because you love your man

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When I think about
the reasons
for my mind
running circles
chasing memories 
it hurts to find

girl to me
you’re memory
it’s in the wind
blowing back mistakes
I’m running races
I can’t win

in the moment love
completely let me go
far from you
it cuts me
like the scars
you hide I know

never me to be
who seems to
see you’re sad
how bad it hurts
sometimes inside
because you love
your man ©

 

If I see you sad and lonely

 

20150808_185101You’re a perfect 
pretty picture
had it framed
and hung it high
to remind me
I don’t miss you
I don’t need 
your sad goodbye

if I see you
sad and lonely
sparkled moonlight 
in your eyes
dropping tears
could fill the ocean
soaking wet
dressed in white

if I find you
barely eating
broken hearted
starving cries 
I’ll hold the mirror
so
you can see 
reflective truth
in living lies ©