Longing for a night of your name
Slumber of lust, angelheart so dark
Within cold light of stars I only can see
Dreaming shadow of oceans too deep
To swim in, but to drown, to vanish within
More than quite enough for me
Drunken verses for a sober mind
Venomous kiss of tolling time
Keys hidden in the end of a poet’s rhyme
Dark night of your name
Running still in my veins
Calling for a child’s heart to tame
A lonely wolf, a white wise owl
Caressing deep a song’s sweet sound
Playing within until the end
When every story lies pale dead
You had a song for every little thing in your life
In the world so cold
Through the dark bound of the night
In this kingdom of heaven
You had a story for every little heart
I bear a wish this midnight would never have to end
Pale ghost of a heart list in the dark
Dreamless bound of a dreamer
Story falling, tolling, turning into a lie
It’s a shame that once it had to end
Linlin's Poetry 