living in the embrace

just as your arms
draped around my shoulder
time stood still
my hands lay gently against your waist
and
time
stood
still
our bodies blended
as we stood chest to chest
and our hearts spoke to each other like morse code
symbols and signals replaced words
our touch guided our thoughts
your lips pressed against my neck
and
time
stood
still
we closed our eyes
and our minds began to run hand in hand
this was all i ever needed
we
put aside our past
worked through our present
and became our future
we were our own moment in time
our own movement
our own revolution
and it all started
just as your arms
draped around my shoulder
time stood still
my hands lay gently against your waist
and
time
stood
still
our bodies blended
as we stood chest to chest
and our hearts spoke to each other like morse code
symbols and signals replaced words
our touch guided our thoughts
your lips pressed against my neck
and
time
stood
still
we closed our eyes
and our minds began to run hand in hand
this was all i ever needed
we
put aside our past
worked through our present
and became our future
we were our own moment in time
our own movement
our own revolution
and it all started
just as your arms
draped around my shoulder
time stood still
my hands lay gently against your waist
and
time
stood
still
our bodies blended
as we stood chest to chest
and our hearts spoke to each other like morse code
symbols and signals replaced words
our touch guided our thoughts
your lips pressed against my neck
and
time
stood
still
we closed our eyes
and our minds began to run hand in hand
this was all i ever needed
we
put aside our past
worked through our present
and became our future
we were our own moment in time
our own movement
our own revolution
and it all started
just as your arms draped
around my shoulder
time stood still
my hands lay gently against your waist
and
time
stood
still
our bodies blended
as we stood chest to chest
and our hearts spoke to each other like morse code
symbols and signals replaced words
our touch guided our thoughts
your lips pressed against my neck
and
time
stood
still
we closed our eyes
and our minds began to run hand in hand
this was all i ever needed
we
put aside our past
worked through our present
and became our future
we were our own moment in time
our own movement
our own revolution
and it all started
just as your arms
drapped around my shoulder

(?uiet da artist/copyright 2007)

slow down

slow grind
slow wind
i look up and see you
your hips
slow move
slow grove
flowing back and forth
to the rhythm of songs playing in your mind
your eyes closed
as my hands
slow glide
slow ride
the waves of your frame
keeping your movement fluid like water
wet
slow groan
slow moans
fill the air
taking me beyond esctasy
leaving we in the grips of lust
until both of us
begin to tense up
and rush
slow flow
slow glow
slow wild
slow smile
slow down

(?uiet da artist/copyright 2007)

weather man

she blew in
like a warm wind from my past
excited my life
like the threat of a hurricane
i just needed time to get things in order
she
made me remember what it was like to be in love again
and then
she was gone
just as quickly as she came
she left
left me to wonder
left me with questions
left me alone
she blew in
like a warm wind
and wrapped her hands around my heart
she promised me forever
and with her i would have stayed
but
just as quickly as she blew in
she
was
gone
and as i stood under the impending clouds of rain
i prayed for warm winds
to comfort my cold nights
prayed for middle of the day highs
with no lows
prayed for sunshine
but
"aint no sunshine when she's gone
its not warm when she's away
aint no sunshine when she's gone
and she's always gone to long
anytime she goes away"
so i pray
that one day
she will come
and stay forever
i pray
that she would just
blow this way again

(?uiet da artist/copyright 2007)

eulogy

no one knew
so when they asked
I could only respond
"he's fine"
they couldn't see that death had filled your heart
I mourned
because I knew
I cried
because I hurt
I let go
because I was done
and on the wings of my last prayer your soul flew away
and I asked HIM to keep it
until your body was able to catch up
Amen


(?uiet da artist/copyright 2002)

yes

i can still taste you
dripping down the side of my face
like ice cream in the summer heat
i began to lick my lips
and yes
i
can still taste you
every
inch of your being
has filled my soul
and my mind
continues to dance with thought
of your body
sitting against my lips
until your soul starts to
SCREAM
and yes
i
can still taste you
i close my eyes
and pretend
as if we
just got started
my lips glide down your neck
and rest between your breast
my tongue tickles its way past your navel
until
i
find a reason to stop
my fingers play with your heartbeat until
i
u
we
yes
i can
still taste you

(?uiet da artist/copyright 2007)

pieces of you

this was more than temptation
my every waking moment
was wrapped in desire
i wanted to set your soul on fire
my hands couldnt stop touching you
even if i wanted them to
my eyes stared
as if i had seen heaven
you sent me to a place that i forgot existed
and when we had to walk away
there was so much i wanted to say
so much i wanted to do
somewhere i wanted to be
but i knew that night couldn't have been our forever
so as we began
to go our seperate ways
and you asked if i had something to say
or why i just stared at you in that way
i wanted to scream
STAY
but i knew it wouldnt have happened that way
so i pressed my lips against your lips
drapped my hands around your hips
and when you looked away
i closed my eyes
just so my mind
could keep
pieces of you

(?uite da artist/copyright 2007)

hello again

southern miss
i didnt know what i had missed
until she
said
hello again
this time
wasnt like the first time
because
somewhere in my mind
i could still remember
how we
made me feel
together i walked on clouds
and when she left
i began falling
i kept falling
but she
said hello again
and in that instant
my soul began to float
my spirit began to rise
my heart began to flutter
and i
remembered how being in love felt
i remembered ?uiet converstions
and romantic situations
and being wrapped in her southern twang
i remembered the way she would say may name
i
remembered my hands caressing her frame
i remembered losing her - to busy playing games
but she
said hello again
and i went from fallen to lifted
lacking to gifted
scarred to healed
empty to filled
all because
she took the time
just to say
hello again

(?uiet da artist/copyright 2007)

a thousand word

picture me placing
my heart in places
that will make your body
warm
touching you
with a soft whisper
picture gentle thoughts
penetrating your weakness
only to strenghten your soul
picture me
taking you beyond extasy
with well placed words
leaving your mind at ease
picture me
writting symphonies in your heart
blending melodies of our lives
making something much more than just music
picture me
loving you for a lifetime
loving you for life

(by quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

the end

she was i
and
i was she
similar in so many ways
we were
a different we
our relationship had no pattern
no form
no boundaries
no rules
we just floated on life
living
just enough
to know love existed
she allowed me to be free
then
she
left
she left
SHE F#C(ING LEFT
almost without warning
removing all traces of her soul
leaving without an answer
she said
with me
she could never understand being free
leaving my soul searching for an ending
she

(by quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

vacation

i
close my eyes
letting my mind take control
your words paint pictures to excite my pleasure principle
you speak life into my imagination
so i
start with simple questions
and seductively you say something
but what my ears hear and what my mind create
seem only slightly similar
i
picture the softness of your shell
wrapped in black lace
your smile speaks of temptation
i am turned on by your touch
my movements are erratic like a child on christmas
eager to discard the wrapping
without taking the time to behold all of your beauty
but you guide my hands
and whisper
slowly baby
so i
follow your lead
pulling you into what was once myspace
placing kisses like comments on everything
from your facebook to your in-box
thinking of your words
i
slowly
unwrap
the mystery
of
your
soul
kissing away the scars of my day
until
you are wearing nothing but temptations smile
moving my hand across every curve
until
the wetness of your being
awakens my desire
my thirst for your soul
is quenched
i
taste you
your sweetness stimulates a sugar rush
my heart pounds out your name
your moans
sings lullabies to the depths of my soul
and
the tenseness of my being
unravels
unwinds
and is totally unconcerned
i
am
on a
vacation
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

me missing me

these word are written from the soul. follow the flow

tears
i
cry
flood my sanity
the leavy has broken
i am broken
torn between
she and thee
you and i
cry
tears
that leave souls scared like knives in prison riots
i bleed
and emotions leave stains that can never wash away
tainted thought keep guarded hearts
and i cant remember what love looks like
but you
reminded me
that love has texture
love is convex
convoluted
complicated
complex
but i cant remember what love looks like
until you
remind me
that love has essence
love is simple
seductive
sovereign
satisfying
but i cant remember love
because between she and me
there is no we
just flooded thoughts where hope once stood
and because of my tears
i can only see
tree tops and light post
and a picture of my soul
nailed to the perch
like a yard sale sign
colored by the word "missing"
i am searching for me
looking for we
not she
but you
wondering why
you and i
cant be
us
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

us again

i want to taste places that are never touched
pressing my lips against your soul
making you mine
again
i want to wrap you in my thoughts
until our heart beat combines
i want
you
and
i
to redefine us
we are the definition of lust
love
and everything in between
more that just my queen
i am your king
and together
we
become we
again
i want to taste your soul
again
i want to wrap you in my thoughts
again
i want to make you mine
again
i want us to be we
and
we to be us
again
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

hustle and flow

(a block tale)

rocks and glocks
cash in stash spots
never running from cops
because every nigga has got a price
this is my hustle
and from corner to corner this is my kingdom
i am an enigma
educated
unadulterated
black male
preaching pride to black men
but pushing product like i am going out of business
you call it criminal
but i call it survival
this is my block
and my hustle feeds families
im sending sons and daughters to private school
im promising future to those that were forgotten
i am all about this block
you can ask me about 401k
or how to break and stash an AK
how to invest in the stock market
or invest in the street
i tried corporate america
but this
is my hustle
rocks and glocks
cash in stash spots
never running from the cops

pushing words like birds
these flows come in ounces
i stand from corner to corner
talking sex like a pimp
talking prophesy like a preacher
talking hustle like im going out of got damn business

rocks and glocks
cash in stash spots
never running from the cops

i got work in my pocket
one line at a time

i got poetry to push
(quiet da artist/copyright 2005)

sí

i asked for more than i was willing to give
she laughed
and said
"sí"
but only if i was willing to give all i had
i smiled and replied
"mi alma pertenece a usted"

she is where i wanted to be
but somehow i lost my way
pretending to smile only made my heart ache
and she listened to me break into pieces
she was there to pick me up
she comforted my soul
and when i asked if we could be forever
she said
"sí"
but she knew forever wasnt promised
we only had this moment
this minute
this second
this right now

so when i asked for more than i was willing to give
she laughed
and said
"sí"
because this was our time
to
esté en amor

(quietdaartist/copyright 2007) - please forgive my translations i dont speak spanish

inspired by a true story

i wanted her
as much as she wanted me
we
lived a life of lust, lies and lyric
but she wasnt a poet
she was just poetic inspiration
my temptation
the answer to my contemplation
the reason i
poured my thoughts into her heartbeat
she was my moment of zen
the important part of us
we were more than just
prisoners of our own lust
she
was my motivation
the reason living was possible
she excited my soul
she raced my heart like CoRVette engines
and together we were going nowhere
she teased my thought
her words led my mind to erogenous places
her touch set me free
and together we were going everywhere
even if it was a life of lust lies and lyric
she wasnt a poet
but by her existence
a poet was inspired

(quietdaartist/copyright 2007)

scorned

i never knew
what she wanted from me
she said the truth
but my words only made the situation worse
i promised to never fill her soul with lies
because
to many past situations
left her heart subdued
so when i said that my soul
needed to be set free
i never thought she would
sit quietly and plan my demise

she
was
willing to
sell her soul for a life time of situations that never needed to occur
so with much softness in her sound
she asked me to stay
if just for one last night
and i fell victim
to lustfull thoughts in my own mind
willing to
sell my soul for seductive ideas
and
unreal dreams
that would lead to nightmares

so that night
with no strings
i unattached my heart
as she held on tighter
we blended from the outside of our flesh
to the inside of our soul
and when the sun rose
her tears left her sleeping in a river
drowned by the thoughts of us
never knowing love again
but i never thought she would
sit quietly and plan my demise

with unattached hearts
she left marks of passion in places
that could not be explained away
she erased impressions
and contacted notions that needed validation
she planted ideas
that grew into situations
and when all else failed
she cried
and tears fell like daggers
lacerating parts of my heart that couldnt be repaired
and i
never thought she would
sit quietly and plan my demise
so alone i sat in the coolness of hells fury
trying
to avoid
her scorn

(quietdaartist/copyright 2006)

IS IT ME?

i wish we could be
but i could never be we
you ask is it me
but i just try to be
and in me being me
what i ultimately see
is that we
is really just me
living selfishly
and i pray that you will see
that this is who i will always be
and it has never been you
it has always been me...

(quietdaartist/copyright 2007)

she

i saw you the other night
but she wasnt you
she had your eyes
her smile was your smile
her way was your way
but she wasnt you

i saw you the other night
but she wasnt you
i said hello
hopeing
her words were your word
hopeing
her touch was your touch
praying your smile would shine through
but she wasnt you

i missed you the other night
but she wasnt you
i asked her name
but it wasnt your name
i saw you the other night
but she could never be you

(quietdaartist/copyright 2007)

idolatry

her sexy was undeniable
she
had a swagger
that was simply seductive
i
noticed her movements
as her body flowed
like swedish designed wrist worn chronographs
she kept me caught up
she was the answer to every prayer that was prayed
she was gods gift
so i called her jesus
she was what i needed in order for my soul to survive
she was my salvation
in my distress she was my peace so i called her jehovah-shalom
in my suffering she was my jehovah-rophe
in my darkness she was my
light
in my beginning she was my word
and the word was with she
and the word was she
she was my worship
she
was my idol

(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

baddest man on my block

no one ever noticed
the baddest man on my block
he didnt drive the newest car
he didnt have the biggest house
so
no one ever noticesd
the baddest man on my block
he didnt have the hottest chicks
he didnt wear the newest clothes
so
no one ever notices

no one ever knew that
he woke up at five a.m.
no one ever knew
he owned his own business
no one ever knew
he came home everyday for dinner
- then went back to work
no one ever knew
he had a very happy wife
no one ever knew
he put three kids through college
no one ever knew
that mr brown had to be
the baddest man on my block

we admired the flashy dude
that went in and out of jail
while mr brown had a hustle
deeper than drug sales
he went cross town
and escaped his old block
just to run his business
then come back to his old block
mr brown wasnt leaving
even though success was in his hand
mr brown said he stayed
to be and example of a good man

but no one ever noticed
the baddest man on my block
we were all to busy
trying to be something we could not
cause mr brown would forever be
the baddest man that this block has ever seen.
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

Touch

awaken by thoughts of what your whisper would sound like at 2 in the morning
its
2 in the morning
and i'm still held captive by your touch
trapped by temptation
i want to
hear your whisper dance across my ears
leaving my soul searching for sweet seduction
i patiently wait and listen
hoping to hear your words stroke my ego
as you say
baby
are you sleep
and in my mind i scream
yes
no
wait no
i'm not sleep
i'm laying here waiting on she
i mean you
confused only by the moment
i
am still held captive by the feeling of your arms
wrapped around my waist
and your breast
pressed against my chest
and your lips
caressing my neck
i wonder if i'm still dreaming
but i pray that i'm not dreaming
because i
allowed myself to let go at the slightest touch
and if this is a dream
waking up will shatter my soul
i
am
caught up
by your touch
trapped by your smile
and
captivated by your caress
and now i listen for your whisper
at 2 in the morning
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

40 yard dash

late nights
led to a mornings full of deciept
waking up
draped in unfamiliar sheets
franticly i searched for answers
to unasked questions

you said
dont let the sun beat you home
so now i'm
running against the sunrise
unable to figure out
how i ended up
trying to out race the inevitable
last i remebered
i was engaged in
careless conversations
but somehow
painting pictures of passion
and talking about relationship problems
over a pitcher of
what ever had the cheapest price
left me
seeking comfort in
unfamiliar places
and now she is apologizing as if i have over stayed my welcome
but she can never understand
so
i
try to think of a lie
that wont sound like an excuse
or an excuse
that wont sound like a lie
or i could just tell the truth
how i fell victim to
brown liquor, brown eyes and brown skin
because
i cant run any faster
the car
wont drive any faster
the lights
wont change green any faster
the clock
wont move any slower
and the sun
continues
to rise

you said
dont let the sun beat you home
but i
only went for a drink
my heart needed an escape
and my day was out of control
i
never
thought it would be a race
but you said
dont
let the sun beat you home
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

why i hate the rain

watching the clock
wishing
wanting you
to
say
come over
for slow songs and candle lights
i wondered if you were thinking about slow songs and candle lights
and me
listening to the rainfall
i
was trapped in our past
couldnt get past our past
i
knew these thoughts couldnt last
but it was fun to reminisce about our past
my mind painted pictures of your smile
and tonight
i wanted to see your smile
piercing through raindrops
i wanted to hear your moan quiet the thunder
watching to clock
wishing
wanting you
to
say
come over
wondering why i let the rain get me like this....
(quiet da artist/2007)

roles

i couldnt even think of an answer in time
standing between a rock and a hard place
i never thought y'all would come face to face
every moment was so methodically planned
but today
we three stood
and
i
was completely speachless
every word that ran through my mind played out the end of an untold lie
she was nobody
but at the same time she was everybody
every time i went out for gas or butter pecan ice cream
every late night at work
every extended business trip
she was nobody
but at the same time she was everybody
everybody that you had forgotten how to be
she was quiet when the game was on
she was loud when the lights were low
she was affectionate when the mood was right
she was distant when i needed time alone
she was nobody
but at the same time
she was where my heart wanted to be
she was my comfort zone
she was my life
my passion
my salvation
she was the side of me that you would never understand
never tried to understand
never embraced
so as the master of ceremonies called my name
she and i walked to the stage
hand in hand
softly i grabbed the mic
cleared my throat
and together
she and i stood and passionately playing through pros
we shifted through similies
and
melted into metephors
she quieted the noise that cluttered my soul
she was my peace
at that moment
she was my everybody
and you
well
we all have roles to play
(quite da artist/copyright 2007)

secret rendevous

as soon as our eyes touched
the situation changed
the two of us
alone
in a crowd
wondering where we could go
unnoticed
instant attraction
there was something sexy about everything you did
and i could tell by your stare
that every move was deliberately made
to entice my heartbeat
so i smiled as i watched you
you sat so lady like
as you leaned back in your chair
slowly licking your lips
you
slid your hand to the tip of your skirt
then quickly
you
caught my eye
stood up and
walked away
i
couldnt help but follow
your fragrance led me to the quietest place we could find
and there we touched
we kissed
we caressed
until
we couldnt control ourselves
i lifted your skirt
and before i could consider they consequences of our actions
we were in the midst of lust
i heard you smile
as i pushed every button i could find
i told you to enjoy the ride
as we flew past ecstasy
this was never my fantasy
if the world could see us now
they would place labels on us like scarlet letters
but in the heat of passion
neither one of us cared
so
we continued to explore the depths of our soul
and if only for a minutes
we
made the world stop spinning
i delighted her deepest desires
she incited my id
(elated my ego and seduced my super-ego)
she was sexy
and we
we found a place to be
sexy together
the quietest place we could find
our
little
secret
rendezvous
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

granite heart

somewhere between
fistfights
and fucking
we realized that our situation wasnt forever
laughing through lies
and lying about misplaced emotion
we hated the thought of being apart
but being together
kept us confined
trapped
living in a false sense of security
so
like wrist bound by shackles
together we stayed
pretending to be perfect
we covered our handcuffs with diamonds
and called them bracelets
trying to hide the scars with make-up
sex
lies
and
food
we
didnt know how to walk away
we
took advise from fools
trapped in the similar situation
then
stood in glass houses
throwing stones at hearts that were strong enough to be alone
we
sat between
fistfights and fucking
acting as if love flowed
but our hearts were made of stone
covered in mistrust
misuse
and misunderstanding
we
missed being in love
so together
we
just
sat
between fistfights and fucking
holding on to heartache
and tossing stones as big as boulders
hoping to hurt love
the way love
had hurt us
(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

conversations

sipping your soul like soda
i poured you into a glass
and drank every drop of your nectar
until i was intoxicated
unable to stand
i stumbled into the deepest part of your bosom
and allowed your heartbeat to sing a lullaby
awaken by your words
i wanted to touch your thoughts
so i allowed you to whisper softly into my soul
every word caressed my skin
until
it blended with my existence
we became one
captivated by every syllable
i lay still
trying to contain my every emotion
until
i
i
i
couldnt think straight
my only concern
was making sure our conversation wasnt one sided
so i whispered your words back into you
each phrase taking its time
to sail towards your heart
unsure if you could hear me
i looked up into your eyes
but before i could speak any louder
you
you
you
smiled
nodded
and told me that you understand

(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)

lying to myself

i
every since the last time i
tired to walk away
i
find myself
gazing into my soul
reading my mistakes
like chapters in a book that is still being written
i
every since the last time i
said that we couldn't be
i
find myself
wondering what if
love wasnt so complicated
could we just be
i
every since the last time i
said that it couldnt happen again
i
keep lying to myself
convincing the world that i dont miss the opportunity to make you smile
i
damn
i

(quiet da artist/copyright 2007)