Hallucinations

09/07/2011 11:15am

I've always saw you at the bar of my imagination.
Tending to the outgoing customers of my dreams.
Pouring shots of love into glasses covered with sugary, sweet kisses.

Dressed to impress had been the plan, displayed with full preparation.
Engaged in first sight, holding back screams.
Having visions of touch come true, defeating previous mirages.

What I feel, can now be seen.
What was dreamt, has been brought to life.
When once, closing eyes meant touching the future of a life not lived.
We surpass the goals of moments imagined to spend with each other.

A freed feeling of being high amongst the clouds of an inhaled adventure.
Trips are taken to explore the realms of a future world.
A futuristic life of 2.

Sharing the emotions of "high on life" bonds chemically fulfilled within them.
It is a Natural Love substance that intoxicates every emotion.
Holding the handcuffs with narcotics I can't claim innocence from.

There is indeed a world of the unknown.
Unaware of the power within two spirits, the dosages we intake have created a love bound spell.
Potions of an undying love forming together as one heart with timeless beats.

We are chosen, have chose the poisons that intertwine as the powerful test of ecstatic, emotional effervescence.
We engulf ourselves in our own Romeo & Juliet drug of never ending love.
Where deep passion lies within the kisses that are breathtaking.

We take each others minds & inject pieces of our souls to form the missing parts of previous life.

Preparing the weak, tingling feelings of what penetrating beyond the skin can do.
Becoming addicted to the intervention services of a hearts' truest form of dependency.

We share, life's last impressions of what futures hold,
Love............
Without rehab.
Beyond the hallucinations of the dying world.

~QSS

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.