Sunday, February 2, 2014

The Nightingale

Each time I see you
You brighten up my day
Thank you for your gentle touch
It soothes my weary soul.

Each word you say,
Assures me in a gentle way
Your voice is like the nightingale
In a sacred night whose songs will never fail

You are as sweet as daffodils,
That blossoms in springtime,
And invigorate my tiresome world.

There are myriad of words to say
And destinies to trod, but,
One thing I am sure of...
I love you very much.

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