White Bloom

Red moon is rising
Awakening me from my daydreaming
Flute weeps in northern wind’s cry
Pipes call through the night

Reviving from long slumber
I sing a calling song for you
Come, my dear, come
Follow this song

Come, love, come
Follow the song

Path is sung in a verse
Find the signs
They will lead you

Across golden fields
Over green hills
And valleys all dwelling in bloom
Song will flow to you

Come, love, come
Follow my song

In moonlight of silver and white
I dance in the middle of the glade
All dressed in white bloom
Above the grass I fly
Glittering silk of starlit gaze
Flames untamed burn in eyes of you

I see, I feel, I know, I want
You thrill, you wish, you desire, you take
I fall
I am tamed
I am in you
You are in me
The circle is done

Come, love, come
Follow my song
Until dawn falls upon our hearts

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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