Last Piano Call

Lonely poet’s verse
A dream of closed eyes
Horizon weeps for last call of stars

A moment of a wish
Unsent dream through the sky
Songs that intoxicate
A purest one of all sinners heart

I am a whisper in your ear
Northern wind playing in coloured hair
Darkening dreams below the river ghost
I am a heart dreaming of tales, echoes of real
I am a dream of cold dying world
The only memory you’re holding dear

I am a ride
A silent kite
The destination you see in the mirror
A paint you drew across the ocean shore

A voice of child’s heart
Whisper across the sky
Your ever choice dwelling in moonlit lullaby

Midnight encores the chord
Seagulls calling through an ocean core
Your precious story
I am the tale you won’t let go

I am a whisper in your ear
Northern wind playing in coloured hair
Darkening dreams below the river ghost
I am a heart dreaming of tales, echoes of real
I am a dream of cold dying world
The only memory you’re holding dear

Twelfth chime of the highest tower
Songs betrayed by the dawn
Heart of forever written for last piano call

I am a whisper in your ear
Northern wind playing in coloured hair
Darkening dreams below the river ghost
I am a heart dreaming of tales, echoes of real
I am a dream of cold dying world
The only memory you’re holding dear

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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