The Breath of Unsung Memories ~ Silence In The Cobwebs Of My Heart

In every shade my heart bleeds for me - for you

I sit amongst the storms of wounded souls

where unsaid words rest upon my tongue…

Unable to share my thoughts

Exiled to a corner of my heart

that cries out in unheard words that long to be set free

Desiring sweet, gentle kisses upon my lips

Arms that bring warmth to my weary heart

The dust of many memories

slowly gathers cobwebs in my soul

I long to have you trace your lips slowly, tenderly across my skin

while my muse sings her quiet lullabies to my heart,

passing her unheard melody on my unsung lips

My soul cries out to sing again crying out for ancient truths

There is silence in the dusty cobwebs...

Sounds of a weary heart that longs to be set free

by anne p murray/2014

Reviews

[Benita-Staebell M - Kin..]

very nice work BRAVO. Blessings

[anne p. murray- LadeeAnne]

Thank you Benita I appreciate your comments
anne

[Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet]

you're very welcome My Pleasure. blessings

[A. Amos]

Good to have ypu back Anne, this is such a deed and profound piece of art you created. I love the way you describe the feeling of caged soul and things wanted to do once free...i was lost in your world and that is pure form of spell and magic you have on your reader's mind...truly enjoyed...

[anne p. murray- LadeeAnne]

Thank you so very much my dear friend, I value your insightful comments and your friendship
May Many Blessings Come Your Way

anne

[A. Amos]

You'rr most welcome my dear