Elvenking rules his woodland realm
He sits on his throne
Looking at shadows of silver
Future is never veiled
In these eyes of pale blue
Gold and red painted well his woodland kingdom
River flows along a white veil of first snow
Dreamless bound falls before his grace
While he walks the land of elven realm
Song of autumn wind embraced his heart
The king walks among the dark trees
Watching the stars sparkling above the forest
He paints the paths with gold leaves
Beyond the dreamlessness of midnight
I see his eyes reflecting in frozen lake
He smiles at me and whispers my name
Before I fall into dreamless sleep
I feel a silent touch of his lips
Fading away with a real of this magic kiss
The king sails across forest river
Dreaming me back to the heart of his realm
I belong to this night among moonlit silver
And twilight memory cascading upon the starlit dream
Starlight belongs to his eyes
Moonlit beam drowns in silver hair
Pouring down his shoulders
He drinks the red of midnight wine
Smiling to the flaming autumn
The king walks the shadows untouched
Song of wind plays in burning leaves
Falling before his shade
Moonlight fades in his grace
I fall before his grace covers me
Drowning deep in frozen lakes of his eyes
Forest magic cascades on me
Embracing with calm rest of his pride and hidden heart
Linlin's Poetry 