All The Innocence Left Behind

Share with me your fantasy
Imagine the shore lost in a sea
A veil upon me, kiss of withered beauty

Silent kite for a child, pure love unbound
All the innocence left behind

Endless search through long years
Lonely hope on the waves of the ocean
Silent symphony cascading with calling echoes

Child’s dream, poet’s awe, December turns in May still searching for
Lost youth, childish games dwelling still on an ocean shore

Meadows of light, my window of life
Songs flowing through a child’s heart
I drew on the snow-like sand
Wishing lost dream to see
Of a kite and forgotten island
Silently the real turns to a fantasy

Lay your head on my chest, follow a heartbeat you catch through my breath
Dream of magic lands where dreams come true, last snowflake of neverending winter writes your tales real
Heart believes still lost in a fantasy’s maze bearing a wait to see the eyes so dear

Silent kite for a child, pure love unbound
All the innocence left behind

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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