Pure birth of a new dream
Memory of a lost kite
Old tales caressing a heart
Innocent white touch of awe
Silently dawn reveals a path through the waves
Reading real all the forgotten tales
Walking awake through a memory of dear child
Long lost heart of mine
Cold wind still blows
Frozen waters to call
A memory of first virgin snow
I wished heart could recall
Restless dreaming far across the sea
Always deceiving a pure heart of me
Longing for a night
Untouched, untold, yet unbound
Child’s wish upon the star
Still dwells in dreamer’s eyes
Northern lights I dream of
The magic of awe
Child’s innocent love
Winter heart, midnight kiss and white cover of snow
Tales till dawn
Every memory I used to live for
With a snowflake’s magic it starts
With its magic it’s gone
For the first moment of love
Heart dreamed through the stars
Eternal night through the months of white cold
Until the morn could melt the last snowflake’s awe
Pure magic of all poet’s tales untold
Linlin's Poetry 