To Evil We Make Love

She sat at home,
not knowing what to do
tears streaming down her face
and mind, without a clue

the boy she missed
also missed her
yet she knew that not
but slowly it was killing her

the big sky cry cried
and the clouds rolled over,
taunted by her peril
they all took cover

for the sadness in her heart
was too much to bear
so silently she wept
with no one to care

a lover, lost to the world
and a boy with his head hung low.
sang deepfully and truthfully
with her love, he didn't let go

he held onto it for dear life
and would never set it free
little did he know
that the same felt she

the undying love
but the thousands of miles in between
with each others hearts
they will be redeemed

so on to the tale
of the olive branch and the dove
so far apart and
to evil we make love