Raven or Dove?

A pure white dove flies,
Ever gentle, ever innocent.
A harsh black raven cries,
Ever dark, ever evil.

The dark, the light,
Catergorised 'til the end.
The peace, the fight,
Which does my heart choose?

Shining through the facade,
An angel glows bright.
With his love there is no shade,
Nor do I want there to be.

Overshadowing all my fears,
His danger has a stong alure.
With my ever forming tears,
I will always love him.

Two to choose from,
Two to lose from.
How can there be two I love?
The ever dark raven, the ever light dove.