The Art Of Noise

Beautiful and bountiful arrays  
of erotic sensual melodic satisfactions  
the fluctuating sounds of eargasmic pleasures  
gets me hardened and arouses my curiosity  
should I make thee a soloist  
and have you singing in octaves  
while I create figure eights as your hearts goes  
Boom Baby Boom to my 808  
watching you excitedly take flight past the  
atmosphere eight miles above the stratosphere
got your pelvis revealing never before
seen mathematical hidden figures  
 
Your soft, moveable, tactile lips  
awaken & heighten my senses  
painted in hues of Mac's glossy bright pink and red  
an enthralling feverish blissful attractions  
of moist and wet intimacy  
they pout and quiver sexiness  
during passionate love making

Designed for perfect acoustics  
like the tweeter horn titillating my lewdness
sing sweet melodies my little songbird
Ooohs and aaaahs echoing cooing sounds  
of my rewards points like a Vic card  
squeaks and squirms the seductive  
earplay from my buss it Baybae  
ravishing screams and sweet moans  
to tingle my lower spine causing me to sweat  
hmmmms and right there's lets me know  
to keep doing what I'm doing  
but most importantly  
 
to keep it right there  
 
Your orgasmic mixtapes of  
buttery smooth blending noise by  
squirt                
gush                
quake                
oh yes                
oh fuck and                
I'm cum'n  
are all featured here  
your delicious sound bytes  
makes me dance the moments away  
 
I whine up me waist and jukie jam  
while spasming a heated crescendo  
ignited by neurons sparks  
hurling hot white creamy flames  
fused by The Art Of Noise  
until I ejaculate the product of my desires  
experiencing moments in love  
as I melt inside you pandering delightfully