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Howling

In the darkness, the soothing sting invades  
making vocal cords expand out into the air  
They fly and screech.  
They scream  
and whale  
Then the mighty
A howl...

The pleasure grows….

The sting again,  
bottomless and profound,
touches the pleasure walls
lined with liquid love

The sound elongates  
past the black clouds
And the luminous circle above

The mighty  howl.
A serenade so sweet  
so sincere

A lover’s accomplishment  
When ever the highest peak,  
the valiant climax,  
is drawing near







Written by lmoses2 (Emmanuelle Monet)
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