The Whippoorwill

Sings the whippoorwill 
A sullen lullaby –
Rounds of sweet yearning
Fill the dark of night,
Fill the four walls enclosing
Me in this room, solitary.
Fill each breath with music
Composed to fill a heart. 
Yet mine is still as empty as
Her nest, my bed, your heart. 

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