Living With A Memory ~ A Face In My Dreams Poem by ANNE P LadeeAnne MURRAY

Living with your memory…
Is like music created by a feathery, cool breeze
Like soft flowing blue waters…across calm ocean waves
Like fingertips…
Softly brushing tiny wisps of hair from my face

Emotions take me on a nostalgic journey
As I watch you standing in soft moonlight
I thought I saw you pass…
As the waves rippled and rolled into the shore

I thought I smelled your scent…
In the fragrance of the flowers in the air

As I stand here - I wonder…
Can you hear my heart…
As you walk thru' my memories and thoughts

The thought of you…
Haunts me night and day
Like riding on the wings of clouds

Elusive thoughts fill my soul…
As I clutch my vision of you to my breast
Leaving me with a burning seed of fire

Oh how I long for your return
How I wish I knew who you were
A face not so clear...
As I walk with you in my dreams