Santosh Kumar Biswa - WHITE DOVE

White Dove
An Anthology of Love, Peace, Fidelity and Humanity by Santosh Kumar Biswa
My Love, let us grow well
My love, like the beamish sun of aurora
As tender as the vitellus beaded by albumen
Securely crusted by the shell to shield it firm,
So does our outset love, infantile at this gait.
Have it, be prudent and in sagacity we travel
Like the rising sun so gently to spring mature
With the fond warmth a chick needs to hatch
Gradual at pace until the dusk for immortality.
My love, let us build the shell in this open air,
Like clouds that stops the beam of the heat
And waters the soil for greenery to flourish,
To cast aside the dusty air that pollutes us,
The roaring and the storm that peril our love.
I shall be your Ceyx and you be my Halcyon
Like the bond the sun have for the day
And the moon for the night, so much devoted.
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