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)