Doves On My Window Sill

Two doves perched on my window sill.
Flirting with each other in great thrill.
It was clear in their eyes, they were cheerful.
As I look into the clouds being tearful.

The female dove started cooing
Being sure of what it was doing.
As I kept sipping my tea
I tried hard not to make them flee.

The male scouted around to see
if there is any disturbance,
they wanted to feel free.
They turned around and danced.
Like stars, their eyes glanced.

I had better give them seed
Before they plead.
They meet here every day,
They serenade during this stay.

As I stare at the garden
With many colorful flowers,
I think the doves are great lovers.

From right to left, moving its tail.
The male covers the female.
Its white wing has a black dot.
It whispers as if it misses her a lot.

Each morning when I open my eyes
With my longing as high as skies.
If they knew how much I miss you,
Certainly, they would envy you.

If they knew I miss you so much.
They would have no power to coo.
If they knew I would die
even with your silky touch,
on my tips of my finger.
When hopelessly I linger
On the streets of love.
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