We, the Love Birds
‘I love you’ will be the first jingle of my day,
Whispering on thy ears I will say….
Looking at your eyes I’ll blink and hum,
‘Love You Honey’ will I utter at your arm.
Morning angels will stay apart from us,
Feeling the urgency of us, ‘love-birds’.
Agreeing with our urge to make more love;
They will agree that, the pall is allotted just for us.
Our softy bed will drag us once again,
Encouraging never-ending love to reign;
Smelling the morning- alluring dew,
We’d rather prefer the sun-rising view.
The bed-tea will arrive soon after our kiss,
We would decide to explore more strategies.
On that auspicious day,
Showering their bliss,
All sorts of daisies merrily will then wait;
They will then cast their spell on you,
Being in the same garland, prepared for thou,
My humble maid then would instruct,
When the aroma to bestow.
Hanging gleefully around your neck,
I’ll rather feel jealous glaring at them
And would ask you uncontrollably-
Whose charm or beauty more attracts thee?
Those aromatic daisies or this simple 'me'?
Laughing recklessly you will stare at my eyes,
That gaze will encounter all love stars there and also reply
‘As the bees hover around the flower and enrich the hive,
Thus I roam about the seven-seas and bring you the costliest wine’.
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