Memory’s Shell

Deep waters reflecting in awe
Pale winter mirror
Forgotten tales reveal
Purest heart of a dream
Dwelling in every memory’s shell

Shadowing deep in the silver mist
Dawn of life chasing the tears in a dream long-lived
Caressed by the awe
I kissed deep your core

Summer blue, morning dew
Falling darkness of haunting soul
Illusion of life instead of living
Nothing compares to silent dreaming
Beyond the horizon of winter awe

Shadowing deep in the silver mist
Dawn of life chasing the tears in a dream long-lived
Caressed by the awe
I kissed deep your core

Silent wind through the moonbeam
Dreams sheltering me from the dark
Shattered in pieces, fallen mirrors of real

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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