ode to the nightingale

she sings
on the branches
of a once
withered heart
her song
brings forth the sun
a gentle melody
that wakes
the slumbering world
oh nightingale
oh nightingale
the world is yours
my love
oh nightingale
with plumage
so pale
your beauty
outshines
the horizon

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