Black Dove

This relationship
Is such a beautiful
Black dove
The blood
From our wounds
Drip down
Out of its eyes
And its song
Sounds just like
Every scream
This dove
It sings its song
As it flies
Though the pitch black
Night
And when we catch it
We have to decide
What to do
Because if you hold
Too loosely
It will just fly away
Yet if you have
Too hard a grip
It will die