Poster Girl
By Tony
© Unknown Date
Theme - Fantasy

Your silky silhouette slips into my peripheral

My heart pounds and breathe flees, as my dreams become real

The same one that when I’m dreamin whispers white lies into my ear

Takes me away, hand in hand, killin my fears

Sister, can I, can I get a precious second

I tried to leave you alone but I just can’t help it

And if you allow a small piece of your precious time

I will let you in a large piece of my mind

The thought of you has taken much of my minds capacity

Oh but don’t worry I allowed it, and happily

You see when I lay down my head and its time to sleep

A vision of you into my mind does creep

And all through the night I dream of me and you

Being together facin this cold world, just us two

And wake up with only one wish

Of givin you a soft kiss on your tender lips

Then the tinglin of my body arouses hopes of us holdin each
other tight

Between the sheets makin sweet love all through the night

This only leadin to more erotic thoughts of us together

Will only stay thoughts probably forever

So as I walk away, ready to go back down the hall

I turn and blow a kiss to the beautiful poster on the wall

Wow. Amazing imagery of that one perfect person we will never touch. I liked the comparison of that one person to a poster on the wall.  The feeling was wonderful. Good work!

sweet imagry...i've been there, felt the tears and frustration, hope, and dream all in one simple thought...i once printed someones picture on iron-on paper and ironed it to the inside of a t-shirt just so i could see her when i wanted...ok...so i'm crazy...heheh...cool poem:))~

thanks, hay thinkin, i know the feeling, been tepmted to do those silly things thatwhen you look back you see a small measure of how truly in love you were and thats what makes love love. not only the feeling of but the memory of the feeling of love and sthe feeling that brings. or sumthing. and criticisam welcome

It's about time you notice stuff like that Tony and there is also another question to ask yourself too....and it's "Why do you feel the way you do about them? and are you able to see them with you in 30 years from now?" ^_^

I like this one. memories of love... ah me.

la_chica i dont like to think that far ahead, though there are a few that i could, but this poem is for that one that i could never have that i meet only in my dreams. the comfort of yestreday is far better at times the the fear of tomarrow.

i have consulted the WISE one and she suggested that this be the best of my work and moved here. if any feel different please feel free to tell me

Damn good poem man, and you're not already in the book, so I have no probs. Fine with me.

aww i miss this chick where is she at?
my favorite poem of i think