As he walks slowly among them all
Torches of the trees sparkle with red and gold
They burn with his touch
Dreaming of spring far beyond
He walks among the autumn gardens of time
Dreaming of moonlit songs dwelling within
Every leaf beneath his feet whispers a rhyme
Leaving for him a secret dream
His eyes are but pools of starlight
His sight is a deep ocean of midnight
Morning dew sparkles within his glance
Relieving my heart from cold darkness
He walks beyond the veils of the sky
Drawing the trees with white bloom
Seducing cold winter to dress in spring beyond tides of time
As the scene drowns still in elven lullaby
I walk among the dreams of the king so tender and kind
Painting streams with little petals of white
My desire turns into his passion of life
As the stars reflect deep in the moonlit waters of ancient times
I drown within his pale silver eyes
He walks among the trees of red and gold
Painting the leaves with autumn lure
Wind whispers to him of dreams untold
Living deep in every moment of memory so pure
I dream of the light sparkling in his eyes so deep
Pale dawn and the glow of starlight I see
In a midnight scene he sings a verse for me
Linlin's Poetry 