The one of her, a princess, a dream, one of thousand ways
Haunted by nightmares and fears of past
He saw all golden halls hollow and vast
Where darkness dwells and last hope falls
Lies his beauty in her silent sleep
Upon his breast she still rests
In her own dreams sweet and deep
As shadows of midnight calls
He whispers her name through the night
And song she sings for him in moonlight
The world falls deep
Into sweet dream
Upon last verse of midnight realm
The stars, the sun, the moon
Resting now so deep in you
I stride lost paths caressing the heart of yours
All those years untold, a memory precious
Beyond the tears I hid to share all in this one burst
Among the worlds I walk
Searching for light of eyes so blue
Wanderers still talk
Of ever lost starlit paths once hewn
Upon caverns of stone
One dream will tell the heart of the real
One word for the world, but one memory still
He calls, she rests
She sings in his dreams
As the memory walks awake among their worlds
I see the story’s end and hear your call
Linlin's Poetry 