PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Thoughts hurled into the four winds as a mighty yell from trembling lips screams that howl them from this mountaintop in cyberspace.. they scream at the seas until a great wave ripples across that great ocean bound for distant shores.. their crash across distant screens flickering phosphour in the night lighting distant flames within the chest of whom i know but have yet to meet..

and yet when i look into your eyes when we pass on the street i see the same spark.. in some it fans and flames and every movement flows from it.. in others it is a dull warm glow.. or just a thought.. a vibe..

and some can see so clear in their minds eye, the image of the heat of a summers day blowing across a distant childhood memory.. with the soft graze of lips upon the wrist as they glide by..

those are the same people who sit and close their eyes and think of some nice soothing jazz and just let the thought of hands gliding across flesh thru moments of time.. as that time slows with the beat of a heart.. as those hands seem to melt into u.. the scent of another follows their body as it drifts across u.. and the lips that slowly inch closer to u as ur heat rises and u feel the desire for their touch.. seem to move slower and slower.. and suddenly u see the distant shores of love as a lot closer than they were before..