A dream above the sky pale grey drawing in the horizon far away
A hope of a child holding on a tale of winter call behind the ice door
A hope of a child holding on a tale of winter call behind the ice door
A beauty of a dream cascading on me
Through the petal withering
In the memory of a wistful sea
Quivering still
Deep within
Unbound grace before the dawn
Folding the kite in the sky blue awe
Lost memories call through the heart
Night you turned loose wrote back my dream
In the horizon I see last sundown beam
Withered petal of daybreak dream
Fall in time, my love, caress the tale
Resting in me to wake up once in midwinter awe
Dear embrace, a forever call
Silent kite in the blue sea sky
Horizon weeps for a never had kiss
Beyond a window of life
I see a reflection of yours in pure lake mirror
Linlin's Poetry 