Path leading me withered in the dark
While candlelight is faded
Away long lost in the night
By you my heart’s obsessed
Your whisper chased my fears away
My lonely soul you now possess
In the setting rays of a dying day
Storyteller’s mind writes another part
Of a story, of a dearest memory
Deepest touch of a heart
Catching my breath in hour so late
By you my heart’s obsessed
Your whisper chased my fears away
My lonely soul you now possess
Dark hair to catch the wind
Tear in eye to feel joy and pain
Midsummer nights to dream
Again of Belle and tales of Moominvalley
I wish to cross the Heaven’s door
Holding your hand
To run the cold dark floor
Every winter morn
To lie near you falling asleep
To see your face in the moment of awakening
To live by your side without any fear
Warming your soul, drying your tears
To be a part of your story, your memory
By you my heart’s obsessed
Your whisper chased my fears away
My lonely soul you now possess
Feelings keep me in prison of emotions
Chains on my soul drowning in deep ocean
Of eyes, lonely wolf’s sight
Melody of a wish through the night
By you my heart’s obsessed
Your whisper chased my fears away
My lonely soul you now possess
Linlin's Poetry 