Last Dance

Pale image of time
Untouched youth
Ageless features of thine

Rose-like lips, tender smile
Eyes of blue
Endless wish upon heart of mine

Like a spell
Sore like hell
Desperation dwells within every farewell

Silver flow of pure starlight
Petals grow in their bloom
As wind caresses scent of sweet tide

Like a dream
Wondering fantasy I dare to see
Unspeakable thrill I fear to feel

Last dance in moonlight
Sweet taste of wine
Bitter air dwells within every rhyme
Say my name, whisper it dear
Call me through the night
Hold me forever near
Tearing apart again all of my heart
Just to recall a memory of desire and fear

Long lasts this nightmare
Lingering wish so bare
Thee are both my curse and my pleasure

Like a spell
Pure hell
One last song forever to dwell
Upon bitter taste of never the last farewell

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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