Love dying still in cold morn thrill
Reviving deep fear I hid deep within
Reviving deep fear I hid deep within
Flower drops withered petals
Another rhyme got lost in a snowfall
Whispering voices of quivering waters
Flowing once back home
Tree drops frozen leaves
Flute plays for luring nights of ore
Calling whispers through flowing waters
Redeeming me into the awe
Love lying still in the cold underneath
Awakening of lost faded memory
Heart dying still in cold morn thrill
Reviving deep fear I hid deep within
Form their eyes, hearts, those seed of evil
Fallen mirrors upon lost bound of dream
Piano calling me through the nightmare’s bound
Reviving deep within a voice of a purest sound
Your kindest heart dreamed me to see
A wish so deep I longed to be
Linlin's Poetry 