Writing the stories yet untold
Wandering magic lands long forlorn
Scenery painted the hills blind
Horizon awakened a hope deep in dreamer’s heart
Moonlit waters of silver ocean I caress within
Draw the waves upon a shooting star
A scene in poet’s mind drowns deep in the sea
Still quivering in me, lost between a wanderer and a road
A lonely soul floating with a red kite above the clouds
Sea-eyes guards descent before a pure child’s heart
Wondering still searching for open gates of a theme park
Pale mermaid’s smile fading in an ocean wave
Sundown’s grace fell darkening beyond the end of the day
March lust turns into October rust cascading on ever love of silver December
Scenery painted the hills blind
Horizon awakened a hope deep in dreamer’s heart
Moonlit waters of silver ocean I caress within
Draw the waves upon a shooting star
A scene in poet’s mind drowns deep in the sea
Still quivering in me, lost between a wanderer and a road
Linlin's Poetry 