Pondering Water, Sailing, any Kind of Sea Away

By Nikki Quismondo

If I survive through the murky deep
drive your essence in another ocean,
give me a current where the cool runs fast
away from the cordless self pity

I don't want to love you as much
or crave in ways of disillusion
no warm massage will heal this dense emotion
know my escape went south of here

the distance holds a dark swelling
a wound unsettled, and cut
a virgo sword and lazy fish caught in a manic delusion

That Afternoon

By Nikki Quismondo

You are, A fanatical star, shooting through my purple ways
you, ever so ready, the opening of a cool doorway,
the spiral time zone that encircles my heart,
always, a tender smile; a warm invitational.

Only the two of us will know of the fragility,
hypnotizing its honey for sweetness in our tropical splendor,
the secret getaway of a mystic tunnel made for two
that is why your skin, your stomach requires vanilla smoothing

Here, in the room, your eyes change my destiny
your voice sounds of afternoon delights,
we glide our feet against the smoothness,
intertwining of legs and the silent collection of pleasure

Daydreaming

by Nikki Quismondo

I long to celebrate something,
to pop open a bottle of champagne...
Where are my friends?
maybe I should plan a fiesta?
I'd like to be invited to a wedding,
or a trip to the bay- it's soo stuffy at the office,
even, at home..
when I was younger, the ocean was my playground;
care free floating upon a cool body water
trust was my sanctuary,
maybe I'd find a cute lady bug crawling on my warm skin..
while laying in the sun, basking to be bronzed, daydreaming- looking up at the blue sky...
but now, I work day and night,
the nearing of summer isn't as fun,
the expectation some how lost,
responsibilities surpass fantasy, daydreaming, hope...
I don't know where I can wear my new jade earrings?
but, I know that I'll soon need to grab my suit jacket out of the closet for that meeting,
I really don't want to think about tomorrow's paperwork,
I'd rather think about a trip to the Berkeley hills,
or a romantic walk on the beach in Hawaii
I'd rather think about a place where I can dress elegant, and
pop open a bottle of champagne for something to celebrate.