PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

While talking to a friend,

you passed within my field

of vision for just a second.



Creation mimics itself as,

with the spark of new life,

you steal all my thoughts

and I am left dumb.



The path that thought would,

in it's normal path, travel,

has deviated seriously.



And I am without means to

communicate my minds content

effectively.  How?



You, sultry sista, have stolen

the air that I breathe daily

and made me slave to the after-

math of your passing.



From the moment you stepped

into view, the very instant

I was conscious of your

spiritual presence...



I was lost to your charms

as a blind man is lost

to the darkness of sight

pilfered at birth.



At the very onset of...

YOU, I am a man so caught

in the web you spin so

unconsciously, I act...



as a fool acts at the onset

of his pubescence.  Where

there was once, Iron will,

now stands...uncertainty.



Give me the chance to

take your breath away

in the same fashion you

have liberated mine.



Fill my heart with your

surety, baby.  Touch my

face and tell me how I

must proceed.



And I will devote my life

to the execution of that

remedy. As I have known

I always would...



from the onset.