Be My Dove

The room is empty the walls bare.
Yet when I open my eyes to stare.
I see the room is full of furniture and various things.
I then realise the emptiness is coming from within.
Yesterday I was young with many songs I used to sing.
There are still so many songs left within.
I need some one to hear me sing.
So many words overflowing from within.
They need a destination, please be my dove.
With your wings distance is nothing for a dove.
Help me make it before I drown in words of love.
BY Ray