Tuesday 23 October 2012

BeakLock


Two doves
from Two different states
came along
sang a single song.

Togetherness perceived
Solitude healed
visualized dreams
of life’s cream.

Fluttered wings
Flied across seas & oceans
Took refuge
In trees overseas.

Had bird bath
Scooped water in beaks
& Foreign Fruits
In Fresh Colorful Orchard.

Preened each other affectionately
Rested, Roosted
Perched on a thick branch
Amid vast greenness, thence

Beaks locked
Blushed she dove a bit.
In the realm of paradise          
Eternally mesmerised.


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