Obscure Veil

A prison for me without the bars. Inside my own heart, with all of it's scars. I cannot escape, although I want to. I'd run to your arms. while the wind carried me to your loving arms of safety. I see no simple way out of this one woman prison. There are chains holding me, but I still have my vision of you and I alone on a hillside and a field of sweet lilacs. My vision of you it always breaks through the breeze gently hums a love song that is glimmering with tones of you. You reached right into my heart. You found the real me not just some crazy girl in several parts. In fact you dared go one farther... you attempted to fix the parts and place them together into a lovely array. Like a master tailor you had your work cut out for you. Stitching all of the hurt away and getting poked by the needles of my words and temper at times. But you never gave up. You blew the wistful wind my way. I feel your breath upon it today. Please never let your wind stop crying for me Please give me kisses in moonlit places. And stroke me with your silken veils of rapture. My love, set me free.