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Orchestral Ecstacy
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Created on 4-26-08
No music this time,
No dirty talkin - no commands;
Tonight we speak not a word.
Yet, 6ecause we aren't talking,
Doesn't mean that we're silent...
I can hear the 6est sounds in the world.
Each time that I thrust,
I hear that moan,
And damn - I love that sound.
When it's nice and slow,
It's soft and low-
8ut once I pick up speed
And switch the tempo,
The pitch and meter tend to change-
And the exotic rythm
Of our 6odies in motion quickens.
You sing your song of ecstacy,
And that lets me know
That I'm hitting all the right notes.
Each time that you scream,
It fills me with energy-
More reason to keep it up;
So long as I can hear it,
I can rock you steady all night long.
Your frequency is really gettin to me,
And I can hear the sexual orchestra:
Your heart is 6eating like a drum;
Our heavy 6reathing is the 6ass;
The clap of our 6odies - cym6als-
As you play my flute.
I swear - I love that sounds that we make,
When we're in ecstacy.
-The Truth
No dirty talkin - no commands;
Tonight we speak not a word.
Yet, 6ecause we aren't talking,
Doesn't mean that we're silent...
I can hear the 6est sounds in the world.
Each time that I thrust,
I hear that moan,
And damn - I love that sound.
When it's nice and slow,
It's soft and low-
8ut once I pick up speed
And switch the tempo,
The pitch and meter tend to change-
And the exotic rythm
Of our 6odies in motion quickens.
You sing your song of ecstacy,
And that lets me know
That I'm hitting all the right notes.
Each time that you scream,
It fills me with energy-
More reason to keep it up;
So long as I can hear it,
I can rock you steady all night long.
Your frequency is really gettin to me,
And I can hear the sexual orchestra:
Your heart is 6eating like a drum;
Our heavy 6reathing is the 6ass;
The clap of our 6odies - cym6als-
As you play my flute.
I swear - I love that sounds that we make,
When we're in ecstacy.
-The Truth
Please Login to post comments| On August 18th 2008 ausjo Said : | |
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Nice take on a passionate moment. The line "As you play my flute" made me chuckle though. I'm such a child sometimes. hahaha. |
| On June 2nd 2008 mcihellejane Said : | |
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A very unique way to look at it-it works well though. Beautiful music need not come from the radio. Very soft and passionate. I love it! |
