His Dove

I mess was thrown my way,
 A beautiful mess they say,
 Something for my eyes only,
 To embrace open hearted soulfully.
 It was thrown my way for a reason,
 Beautiful it was for years,
 Meant to be like changes of the season.
 I never opened my eyes wide enough,
 Although regret lights the fire,
 Little girl dreams, now my women desire.
 Mistakes made, deception and lies
 Sorries don't count, actions do,
 A story of love, written by his dove,
 Fate brought us together
 As God made his plan
 To love each other forever in life's hand
 A beautiful mess to start,
 No one to tare us apart,
Happiness and love floods our hearts.
Our love story never to end.