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.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Midnight Spirit
06/04/11 (1am)
Upon the stars I gaze into your heart.
A constellation of arteries that tell the stories of your soul.
Voyaging through the dark vessels of your deepest desires.
I read you.
Connecting stars as dots that pour together the blood in your veins.
Feeding into your brain that is the home of who you are.
A bomb in the night sky.
Scattering awakened eyes to meaningful dreams & empty promises across the atmosphere.
Breathing you in, I hear the songs of your existence.
Past, present & future visions read between the spaces where stars aren't aligned.
You are the spirit flute I dance to.
Over burning fire wood, I throw enchanted ash to the flames that reach your heights.
Heightened mind frames, elevated heart.
You reach back to me.
In the night.
Beyond our being.
Midnight Spirit.
-QSS.
Upon the stars I gaze into your heart.
A constellation of arteries that tell the stories of your soul.
Voyaging through the dark vessels of your deepest desires.
I read you.
Connecting stars as dots that pour together the blood in your veins.
Feeding into your brain that is the home of who you are.
A bomb in the night sky.
Scattering awakened eyes to meaningful dreams & empty promises across the atmosphere.
Breathing you in, I hear the songs of your existence.
Past, present & future visions read between the spaces where stars aren't aligned.
You are the spirit flute I dance to.
Over burning fire wood, I throw enchanted ash to the flames that reach your heights.
Heightened mind frames, elevated heart.
You reach back to me.
In the night.
Beyond our being.
Midnight Spirit.
-QSS.
No Need for High Beams
12am
This moon is the most AMAZING tonight!!!!!! Its like one of my paintings illuminated in the night sky!
Like the first street light to turn on on your block.... This is the calling.
Time to turn to your home and engage in the night time.
This night sky.
So bright and powerful!
Just like our love.
Even darkened roads don't show signs of dimming.
No need to drive with caution.
So i follow the moon to the ends of the Earth & partner with the stars.
Only to catch up to Neptune & land on his heart.
He shines, with the Moon.
No need for high beams.
-QSS
This moon is the most AMAZING tonight!!!!!! Its like one of my paintings illuminated in the night sky!
Like the first street light to turn on on your block.... This is the calling.
Time to turn to your home and engage in the night time.
This night sky.
So bright and powerful!
Just like our love.
Even darkened roads don't show signs of dimming.
No need to drive with caution.
So i follow the moon to the ends of the Earth & partner with the stars.
Only to catch up to Neptune & land on his heart.
He shines, with the Moon.
No need for high beams.
-QSS
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Here's to you!!
4/11/11
Here's to you kid!
Here's to you, embryo of the drunken mother & smoked out father.
Here's to you, seed conceived in this world left ignorant to its gifts.
Here's to you, for being birthed to begin life as a slave to Earth.
Not even born yet but just know, you will be in this struggle.
LIFE!
Here's to you, growing stronger & weaker in your survival tunnel of a bruised & beaten mother of domestic violence.
Here's to your 5 fingers & 5 toes on each hand & foot, like the older siblings not taught how to write.
Here's to your developing brain & the father who dropped out to bang in the streets & sell cocaine.
Here's to you, your eyes; may they get to see the light of day.
In the darkness of your mothers womb.
A hostage to her heart & his fist.
Here's to you, not knowing how to pray but there are angels for you.
Protecting you against your life.
Born into a world of ignorance.
Some call it hell.
So here's to you kid,
May you bring a new justice & understanding to the life that came before your time.
Before you were even born.
Cheers.
-QSS.
Here's to you kid!
Here's to you, embryo of the drunken mother & smoked out father.
Here's to you, seed conceived in this world left ignorant to its gifts.
Here's to you, for being birthed to begin life as a slave to Earth.
Not even born yet but just know, you will be in this struggle.
LIFE!
Here's to you, growing stronger & weaker in your survival tunnel of a bruised & beaten mother of domestic violence.
Here's to your 5 fingers & 5 toes on each hand & foot, like the older siblings not taught how to write.
Here's to your developing brain & the father who dropped out to bang in the streets & sell cocaine.
Here's to you, your eyes; may they get to see the light of day.
In the darkness of your mothers womb.
A hostage to her heart & his fist.
Here's to you, not knowing how to pray but there are angels for you.
Protecting you against your life.
Born into a world of ignorance.
Some call it hell.
So here's to you kid,
May you bring a new justice & understanding to the life that came before your time.
Before you were even born.
Cheers.
-QSS.
Always Kiss Me Goodnight
4/11/11
Always kiss me goodnight,
Before the shattered glass of our dreams collapse to the floor.
Always kiss me goodnight,
Before the world decides to take advantage of the love we offer.
Kiss me....... Secure & tight.
Hold me........ Secure & tight.
Remember to always kiss me goodnight.
Before time calls us to oldened age.
Always kiss me goodnight,
Like the last blow of the heavyweight fight.
Every night.
Boxers in the Ring of Love,
We fight.
Never serious, just playmates in the sheets. We retreat.
Before sliding into space of our dreams.. The words of love always redeem.
Always kiss me goodnight.
-QSS.
Always kiss me goodnight,
Before the shattered glass of our dreams collapse to the floor.
Always kiss me goodnight,
Before the world decides to take advantage of the love we offer.
Kiss me....... Secure & tight.
Hold me........ Secure & tight.
Remember to always kiss me goodnight.
Before time calls us to oldened age.
Always kiss me goodnight,
Like the last blow of the heavyweight fight.
Every night.
Boxers in the Ring of Love,
We fight.
Never serious, just playmates in the sheets. We retreat.
Before sliding into space of our dreams.. The words of love always redeem.
Always kiss me goodnight.
-QSS.
i love you
4/11/11
I LOVE YOU.
You........
The one I love :-)
Yep, deep down in my heart.
I've fallen into a trap.
Love Spells Of Time.
Carried.
I LOVE YOU.
Just You.
Heart, mind, body & soul,
I have your spirit.
I look, I listen, I feel, I crave, I miss........ YOU!
I LOVE YOU.
-QSS.
I LOVE YOU.
You........
The one I love :-)
Yep, deep down in my heart.
I've fallen into a trap.
Love Spells Of Time.
Carried.
I LOVE YOU.
Just You.
Heart, mind, body & soul,
I have your spirit.
I look, I listen, I feel, I crave, I miss........ YOU!
I LOVE YOU.
-QSS.
Thursday, June 9, 2011
The World is Collapsing
4/11/11
The world is collapsing.
The world is fallen.
Burning like the deepest Hell.
IGNORANCE.
DEATH.
VIOLENCE.
GREED.
GRUDGES.
DEAF.
Ears of every single person here.
Our societies & homes.
No substance. NO STRUCTURE.
This is the fallen glass of the shattered window.
We are bleeding.
Cut by dirty pieces of glass.
We are diseased.
Unhealthy & uncared for.
EARTH.
We are the cause watching the effect.
Slow Motion. SLOW DEATHS.
No fresh wind. No breath.
The world is collapsing.
-QSS
The world is collapsing.
The world is fallen.
Burning like the deepest Hell.
IGNORANCE.
DEATH.
VIOLENCE.
GREED.
GRUDGES.
DEAF.
Ears of every single person here.
Our societies & homes.
No substance. NO STRUCTURE.
This is the fallen glass of the shattered window.
We are bleeding.
Cut by dirty pieces of glass.
We are diseased.
Unhealthy & uncared for.
EARTH.
We are the cause watching the effect.
Slow Motion. SLOW DEATHS.
No fresh wind. No breath.
The world is collapsing.
-QSS
Engulfed
Engulfed
April 7 2011 8:50am
I want to express this feeling. I can't be helped without the question of money being present. Its not a sign, its just a calling. Call to the wild. Call to my spirits. Unsettled time elapses in my mind. Like unfinished sex in a room full of vultures. All watching & waiting to see what I will do next so they can have a chance to quench on my flesh. Angry & frustrated. Flustered, but I hold steady. Like the strength on a woman. Performing Kegels & holding his instrument of ecstasy inside her. He is already strong but she makes him stronger. I am the vagina & the penis. I engulf my insides & outsides to hold me high in honesty. Honestly I'm trying, had tried long & hard....... To push through openings befitting & unfit for me. Most times unasked, I have raped this society & gave it my unborn children, in my own culture, views, & talents. Like the man having no life destination, I throw the condom away & give this world all that I have, from the womb, my Queenly essentials. Pure creativity expanded in my spirit. I paint the lines of my emotions. Stroking lines of life onto many canvases! Sex for my soul comes closer & grows a deep tingling feeling inside my body. Touches my fingers like a cool breeze on the hots of 99 degrees in the summer. I quiver & the power exudes through me. Pouring an inebriated orgasm that couldn't be contained. I came on this planet.
-SpaceMartian QSS.
April 7 2011 8:50am
I want to express this feeling. I can't be helped without the question of money being present. Its not a sign, its just a calling. Call to the wild. Call to my spirits. Unsettled time elapses in my mind. Like unfinished sex in a room full of vultures. All watching & waiting to see what I will do next so they can have a chance to quench on my flesh. Angry & frustrated. Flustered, but I hold steady. Like the strength on a woman. Performing Kegels & holding his instrument of ecstasy inside her. He is already strong but she makes him stronger. I am the vagina & the penis. I engulf my insides & outsides to hold me high in honesty. Honestly I'm trying, had tried long & hard....... To push through openings befitting & unfit for me. Most times unasked, I have raped this society & gave it my unborn children, in my own culture, views, & talents. Like the man having no life destination, I throw the condom away & give this world all that I have, from the womb, my Queenly essentials. Pure creativity expanded in my spirit. I paint the lines of my emotions. Stroking lines of life onto many canvases! Sex for my soul comes closer & grows a deep tingling feeling inside my body. Touches my fingers like a cool breeze on the hots of 99 degrees in the summer. I quiver & the power exudes through me. Pouring an inebriated orgasm that couldn't be contained. I came on this planet.
-SpaceMartian QSS.
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