I want to be a love sick nightingale
So beautiful and captivating through
Some statue, wings with feathers, sparkling eyes.
They're thrown into a love so passionate,
I just become so envious of them.
They're unafraid to dive into the deep
Ocean, completely filled with waves so huge,
So prone to disaster- a heart that breaks
And never beats to live another life.
Instead I hide consumed with morbid fear,
Restraining all my heart's deepest desire
How lucky is the nightingale, truly
Seen fearless through endeavors of the heart.
9/21/10
Iambic Pentameter - Blank Verse
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