The Nightingale

"The Nightingale" 

I spread my wings, 

I swing and swing. 

Oh I gleam, 

All your dreams

Lost in the dark gill, 

For I am the nightingale

Who lightens your film. 

In my feathers so elite, 

I hide all your griefs. 

I chirp with my beak 

Your inner fears; 

So you won't freak. 

With the twisting wind, 

I carry your straying sins, 

So you may blossom 

Like my spring full wings. 

I sit among those high branches, 

To let you see

My maiden glare, 

As you aim to leave. 

Remember O Gypsy! 

This nightingale will now 

Be a part of your dreams.

                                              

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