Deep Purple Dreams of Calico- and You

*~ Deep Purple Dreams Of Calico And You ~* by anne p murray Your image appears… through a purple-hued haze of silence weaving its whispered magic spell while you re-connect the strings of my heart You go about undressing my soul as I watch your image drift in my celibate reality I witness the melody play its lonely tune But… It is absent of the warmth of touch for it's only your image I see… my heart's held hostage by the cry of the songbird My unknown lover… kidnapped- by the makers of dreams and fantasies experiencing the uncertainty of the child that lies sleeping deep within Alone… with the clever artists of dreams and visions encountering the forever of my loneliness brushing off blurred images of repeated memories sleeping to be hugged-dreaming to be loved Oh yes... I've dealt with kings, queens and dragonflies in the dancing reverie of fragments of my reality gliding in and out of the dust of Heaven's stars sprinkling me with their sweet purple dreams They make their nightly visits into my fantasies, my thoughts... painted by the makers and weavers of dreams Coming out of their secret, hidden places they silently reveal their amethyst, painted masterpieces lightly kissed in dewy, lavender scented bliss softly swaddled in dream woven swathes... of deep purple dreams of calico - and you *~*