Fog loses its silver paleness
Upon the hills dwelling in dew
I dream of three-hundred-year-old city
Before the dream turns into serene awe
Yet among this blurry memory
Line by line the picture becomes clearer
Rhyme by rhyme the tale is complete
Far beyond the melody of never-resting home
Story tells chapter by chapter taking me ahead
Drying away all the tears that left in me
For a moment of truth forgotten, but never dead
Flower petal, starlit glow
Moonlight, midnight shadow
Silver spark flows through the dawn
As I’m falling deeper for your soul
Painting you real, my night fantasy
A lifetime dream to see
The last one in this glowing scenery
Yet among this blurry memory
Line by line the picture becomes real
Rhyme by rhyme the tale is complete
I dream of the one caressing me the way I am
Looking at me with a dream in eyes
And my heart goes on with all the moments I’ve once had
Before the sundown dies
You come to ease my old pain
To turn my life right once before it goes wrong
Dreaming of the same perfect life with me, my dear soul
Oh, sweet dream of love
Turn now true
Be real this dawn
Linlin's Poetry 