Music to my ears

06/04/11 (1:05am)

I hear the jingle jangle of your keys at the door.
Building a sensation in my bones to move.
Running to the door with my tiptoes on, like the pitter patter of children.
Mouth inhale & exhales the wind of the outside world.
Quiet storm.
Raging inside like a lion ready to roar.
On the prowl.
I am the animal, you my prey.
Listening to the shift of the lock to be undone.
I hear you breathe.
Smooth, jazzy sounds of a saxophone that your soul brings through the hinges.
I wait, I listen, I reminisce. "On the love we had"
Opening of the door brings in outside noises of today's hip hop & rap.
The ignorant joys of today's society.
I step back, disturbed, but turn to look at your body & soul of r&b, neo-soul, jazz instruments & harmonious oldies of the 60s through 80s.
Like spoken word, your feet walking towards me relay the poetry voiced over the live band of your heart.
I hear the mellow yearning tone of piano keys playing in each blink of your eyes.
A song without words that describe what each pulsating beat of your life will deliver to me.
A deep, passionate kiss.
And that.....
Is music to my ears.

-QSS.

Sex Me

Sexual tension
Elapsed time left between space and bodies
Nothing but breathing
Eyes piercing into each others souls
Blood flowing
Body heat evolving
Fighting temptation not to touch
But looking into the attraction only makes things harder
Difficult to keep focus but refusing to look away
Trying to change subject
Keep a conversation open
But more that the legs want to feel
Thoughts clouding a pure mind
Fantasies and passion for two
or three
or four
Why count?
Explore.
Eyes closed.
Tingling sensations down your spine.
They touch the back of your neck.
You turn, we kiss.
Hard to pull away.
Hard to let go.
Now intertwined.
In Sexual.
Deep.
Tasteful.
Mesmerizing.
Sensual.
Sleep.