First days in bloom write story bright
Scent of dawn flows with petals
Lying on the road
First love rests deep painting life with white
Wish of night is in vain,
Never forgotten one
Scent of dawn flows with petals
Lying on the road
First love rests deep painting life with white
Wish of night is in vain,
Never forgotten one
Dream while your heart still beats
While senses are alive, unfilthy
While night bears dear memories untouched
While dawn still gives us a hope
First touch of warmth is never gone
Last day of cold will never be forlorn
The piano’s weep, violin sweet,
Every little rhyme will hide the memory with care
Dream while your heart still beats
While senses are alive, unfilthy
While night bears dear memories untouched
While dawn still gives us a hope
Hope while heart isn’t blind
Believe while dreams fly not too high
While stars cover night with dark
While eyes cannot catch the beauty of a feel
Hide within what can be broken
No memory could be fixed
Every little word hurts more than a sharpest knife
Dream while your eyes are still blind
Facing memories deep through the night
Linlin's Poetry 