...and she spoke..

I wished you all were with me when she spoke about the man she loves. I wished you were me all when she lets doves flying freely onto the sky. I wished you all could see her eyes which glittering with joy, laughing, dancing, screaming. Her eyes were hovering like the doves she let. Her smile was like a glamorous river sweeping fear and despair. Only when she's talking about her man. I wished you all were with me, where you can really touch love.