<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346698" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Nightingale Dropping</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">born to be a star, champion to any race, cloth to <br>fine victory, as the bastion of strength rise into the<br>sparkling sky, where the highest goal is to fly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the rain pours my hand and body giggling the narrow <br>of the eye i see, where the trembling skin touches <br>my whether skin, waiting the cooled heart bits to<br>end</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the mastery of the moon cover the shadow of the <br>night clouds, moving to hide in the confetti’s of wind <br>that crumple the chime of a wishing bell as it echo in <br>a distance heart apart</div><div style="margin:10px 0">come journey with me, travel and ride in my winged<br>song of praise, for know not the blind can see; but<br>an eye that tell of the beauty of a nightingale melody, <br>for the harmony of the harp witness the soul <br>immortality</div><div style="margin:10px 0">turn me not and lead me to go, the air that breathe is <br>no where to sink, as the sky fall into the ground <br>and kiss the blissfulness of each passing hour has <br>something to play; nay! let the rise come in a <br>sweeping death of a returning scent of home </div><div style="margin:10px 0">let the young flesh move for a while, like a seagull<br>of wings nestle in the surfing wave to stay, wonder<br>as it kites in the nightingale night it flies.......</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Antonio+Liao">Antonio Liao</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346698" data-title="Nightingale Dropping de Antonio Liao" data-description="born to be a star, champion to any race, cloth to fine victory, as the bastion of strength rise into the sparkling sky, where the highest goal is to fly the rain pours my hand and body giggling the narrow of the eye i see, where the trembling s..."></div> </div> </div>

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