PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I looked upon the vista of all that

lay before me.  A world of beauty

truly open and inviting me into

the heart of it's treasured busom.



However, in my mind's eye, I saw a

lone beauty so enticing and pleasing

that its memory is so permanently

etched into my thoughts, it is as

if branded with a hot iron.



And so, existing there, deep within the

confines of my conscious mind, you live

free and unencumbered by substance real.

My mind the perfect playground for the

soulful ballad of my desire lamenting,

what, in reality would be naught but

my dream...walking.



You. In substance and flesh so chocolate brown,

so baby smooth, so powerfully feminine and

lasciviously lovely that the sight of your

visage in motion is enough to cause my beating

heart and marching moments to freeze and no

longer be subject to time or space. Forever

captured in that fleeting moment and my desire

written in the stone that is the lament of

the love we cannot share because another holds

the key to your heart.