What,
Can two doves,
What ,
Can they say on that ?
When they fly ,
When they touch,
When they are high ,
May be , not so much !
However , we, as a pair ,
Are staying here ,
And keep asking , with much care,
Sometimes, dropping a tear !
When we ask about that ,
As we previously said,
What do we have,
In common? Just like that!
The same themes,
We like to talk,
On what it means,
Or , just take a walk!
We speak and touch,
Each others face,
So we can feel,
Its nice grace !
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