falling sound, rising thunder …

I love how when you moan it progressively gets deeper
How it falls down your body
Begins as a hollow frequency echoing in your throat
Gains weight
Becomes heavy
The gravity of pleasure
Drags it down into your lungs
Balloons them
Inflates them until they boom
The release of your auditory delight
Splatters out your mouth
Grows more
Develops
Matures into dense audio
Into obese acoustics
Overweight pleasure
That resonates from deep inside your stomach
Rolls from beneath your diaphragm
Rumbles upwards
Tumbles up
Then thunders from your mouth
Your orgasm
And shower me with your rain

Author: eroticnoire

I'm a poet, writer and lover of all things sensual, erotic and alluring. I believe that the biggest erogenous zone in the body is the mind. It's with words you can soft suck on a person's imagination, give butterfly kisses to their curiosity, long lick their thoughts and use the tongue of your creativity and slide it into the wetness of anticipation.

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