As Old As Time

Every little part hides a dream of little heart
A hideaway for a little dreamer like me

Silent wind caressed a kite
Playing the tune lost deep in mind
Secret memories born by the night

Cherishing a dream
You let me in
Slowly comfort me within
Every little memory so dear
Painting horizon with stars and sea blue

Writing a tale
I saw a wanderer
Telling a story as old as time
A dreamer, locked nightingale
Poet of lost world

Tide wrote the memory deep
Ocean swallowed the last chord of the day
Night entered the realm of suffering dream

Forever wandering in silence I hope
To hear the call of piano
Leading me still through the dark
To the light glowing deep in heart

Forsaken wish upon a star
Over the hills to dream so far
Every ‘Once upon a time’ dwells in lies
Changing the chords in silence

Dreams live too high to turn into faded pages
Lost moments are never gone within
Being written by heart in deepest memories

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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