i call it love

Why was it always kept in secrecy? And feeling like an untold prophecy.

Only to those who creep under its spell. I was a new victim when my heart fell.

It sang a sweet lullaby to my ear, tender words touched me, which I'll always hear.

I was pushed away crying from afar, leaving my emotions crammed in a jar.

My jejune thoughts were tearing me inside. Morals I thought, I will always abide.

My fear brought on hope, and hope let in light. I peered down the tunnel to no more night.

It can be represented by a dove. Though it is many things, I call it love.