Searching for love
Pure and white
Forlorn in long gone times
Writing verses with another words
Needed no fame, no darkened glory
Dwelling in shame of once beaten memory
I tried to find a perfect rhyme
To kiss deep your heart
To touch a wounded soul caught by fear
My ever dream is of you
My last fall is for you
Fleeting memory, curing remedy
Flame of purgatory
Hell awaits for another step to take
Edge passing by the burning gates
Farewell to join the ride of the wit minds
Dream of the last ride to the end of time
Flash through the setting-sun sky
Moon’s pale face smiles at me
Old tower clock struck five
Greeting me with a new dawn
Night redeeming me into dark chest of lost wonders
Poet’s hands took all the clothes off
Dreaming me away above the hidden road
Leading me away back home
My ever dream is of you
My last fall is for you
Fleeting memory, curing remedy
Flame of purgatory
Hell awaits for another step to take
Edge passing by the burning gates
Farewell to join the ride of the wit minds
Dream of the last ride to the end of time
Linlin's Poetry 