While You

While You

A feather swept gently across my neck

the smooth taste of you across my lips

your hands, grippin my hips....while you KISS me

I feel u, as u reach for my neck

u pull me in closer, to get all u can get .....while u KISS me.

You begin to part my lips, with the tip of your

tongue, and i react, by archin my back to give u all of me.

while you, are only KISSING ME

by: Markita Pallett

Reflections

Reflections

The lake was clear, and the sky was blue,

I could see its reflection glaring back at me.I was walking, as I do most days, with my head phones on and my drawing pad in my hand.I stopped to feed the ducks, it was one of my favorite things I loved to do, but today I had company, someone else was there, by my tree, kneeling down, she looked up at me, She looked familiar, her face, her smile,

It took me back to a photograph from my past,

A distant memory,

An aged love, and there it was again staring in my face,

Just like the reflection of the blue sky off the water.

by: Markita Pallett

Bay Area

Bay Area

126 miles away from home…

Some say Home, is where the heart is

Home is where u live,

But with

An Imagination,

an invitation

To cross over the bridge,

A easy travel system

Just a few steps away...

In to a dark tunnel

To a place we call the bay.

The bay area…

A blended mix of colors

A cold, yet calming wind

The sounds of seals, you hear it…

there the ferry goes again.

It moves along the water

Travel to a fro

To show a little history

That people never knew

Off the ferry we go

To taste the lovely food,

Please, take off

your coat, this gone be good

A 3-some of seasonings in every

Little bite

With a shot of tequila

To start the night life...

Horns are a blare

The lights are bright

Lovers hand in hand

In the cold of night

The bay area…

Home is the where the heart is

The bay is home to me

From The smell of the air

To The leaves that fall from tree

Interracial faces,

The blend of culture roots

With shopping malls,

To buy your favorite boots

Market Street,

Don't walk alone in the dark

Piss smell doorways

Hoes on the clock,

Working for that little bit of cash,

Risking their life to sale a whole lot of ass

The bay area…

Despite of the

negative things that are describe,

Come see for yo

ur self, take a little ride

An imagination,

An invitation,

To take a trip with me

Over the bridge

To my place of serenity

The bay area…..

by, Markita Pallett