Good husband I asked, how can it be.
this dove still looks the same?
I told you young love, it resembles me,
when its time comes, mine will have came.
But how has it lived so long i said,
have u ever practiced witchcraft?
he said no, of course not, whats in your precious head?
he then sighed, sat down and laughed,
in my face blank with shock.
he said Marina, this dove, is not normal,
it’s heart is mine, a lock.
it has your heart? I asked, horror the shade on my face.
it has our love, which is in my heart,
like I said was my saving grace.
so as long as we love, and it doesnt grow tart,
that dove will live forever?
No, not forever, just as long as we live,
its body from us will never dissever.
so you mean, as long we live together,
it lives on with us?
of course my love, that bird is you, a tether
to my heart our love then plus.
so your’e saying we die together? I asked with awe,
Of course my dear, you’ve figured it out,
my heart has now been thawed.