Music
The beating of my heart
goose steps to thoughts
of last night
when the moon
was dark and new
my blood quickens
pulse throbbing
to the tune of
the lyrics I carved
on your pliant skin
starting below
your almost perfect breasts
my stiletto strokes
were accompanied
by your piercing screams
the composition
of your primal fear
and my lust
created the music
of the night
Comments
Thanks Rosi,
So glad you enjoyed!
always,eddy (& Cat)
Dear Cat
the crescendo, the beat, the rhythm so beautifully expressed about a love song...
Yes Raj,
A love song of terror! LOL!
always, eddy (& Cat)
"The beating of my heart goose steps.."
"The beating of my heart
goose steps to thoughts
of last night"
Loved this introduction.
Almost feel it should stand alone to let it sink in.
Then I would cut out WHEN.
my pulse quickens
my blood throbs
to the tune of
do you need STARTING JUST?
and why not perfect breasts, its disappointing for us to read almost ( :) )
whether they are or not.
(Mine are different sizes damn them)
For composition which is a little static in feeling for me,
I think something like the epitome or consonance ?
Perhaps CREATED the music of the night?
Hope it says something, I had a go anyway from my point
of view as this is quite a strong image. Ann, goose stepping.
Thank you Ann,
For reading and making suggistions which I utilized some of :)
always eddy (& cat)