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Synthetic Symphonia
solid to liquid,
~dripping~
thick paint on this canvas;
sexy fat droplets,
hip rolls on rivulets
sliding against
the repeating fugue
in a sultry dance
of heavy baritone
diffused into low static,
across the wanton stage
of synthetic fantasy,
an invitation to act…
the luscious tempo
of ominous clouds
gathering low
in the sky,
of the moment
your head drops to mine
in submission
~give me what I want~
of kisses against the wall,
the undulating berceuse
inhaling and exhaling,
the pull and push
mimicking fingers
that won’t decide -
swinging the pendulum
between
owning my desire
and releasing inhibitions,
making hills and valleys
in the pressed front
of your safe and sensible
button-down shirt;
~catch and release~
leave you wanting,
these are the moments
I exist to find…
higher
the pitch climbs,
delicious anticipation
overlaid to perfection;
the dappling
of amalgamated melodies
climbs into eager ears
as tongues slide
into playhouses
where they give
a stirring performance;
outer snare drum harmonies
drifting languidly,
in mindless trajectory
down gooseflesh arms,
making themselves
comfortable
on the shelves
found atop hips,
~gorgeously gripping~
digging in deeply,
primal in their directive;
the words they speak
aren’t words at all,
but the messages
are deciphered
all the same,
and my throat sings
for you…
~dripping~
thick paint on this canvas;
sexy fat droplets,
hip rolls on rivulets
sliding against
the repeating fugue
in a sultry dance
of heavy baritone
diffused into low static,
across the wanton stage
of synthetic fantasy,
an invitation to act…
the luscious tempo
of ominous clouds
gathering low
in the sky,
of the moment
your head drops to mine
in submission
~give me what I want~
of kisses against the wall,
the undulating berceuse
inhaling and exhaling,
the pull and push
mimicking fingers
that won’t decide -
swinging the pendulum
between
owning my desire
and releasing inhibitions,
making hills and valleys
in the pressed front
of your safe and sensible
button-down shirt;
~catch and release~
leave you wanting,
these are the moments
I exist to find…
higher
the pitch climbs,
delicious anticipation
overlaid to perfection;
the dappling
of amalgamated melodies
climbs into eager ears
as tongues slide
into playhouses
where they give
a stirring performance;
outer snare drum harmonies
drifting languidly,
in mindless trajectory
down gooseflesh arms,
making themselves
comfortable
on the shelves
found atop hips,
~gorgeously gripping~
digging in deeply,
primal in their directive;
the words they speak
aren’t words at all,
but the messages
are deciphered
all the same,
and my throat sings
for you…
Published 14th Jan 2020
| Edited 26th Nov 2024
Author's Note
Inspired by The Angel iO, by Celldweller
https://youtu.be/KV959FsqAFA
https://youtu.be/KV959FsqAFA
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14th Jan 2020 6:19pm
Beautifully rhythmic sister I could feel the rise and fall ending with a rise Musically speaking when you lead people there is a rise a climax a fall then a pick up to a rise again which you have accomplished so well beautiful
15th Jan 2020 5:38am
I'm going to read this... but first! Where can I find your reference? Also.... I love the first lines I touched. Too much chaos and cha-cha practice interruptions (my lover is playing the clave with Alexa songs... with frustratingly partial success, owing to constant knockers) He's composing a cha-cha thingy for his unfinished album ... so
for me to settle into this... not with breakfast still trying to slowly happen.... *ahem*
for me to settle into this... not with breakfast still trying to slowly happen.... *ahem*
15th Jan 2020 5:38am
14th Jan 2020 7:03pm
15th Jan 2020 5:39am
..ummm cool. Seriously!
Skipping on.... I'm wondering how you might describe the song style/genre. Not to be an info pig... inquiring minds and all. Have you listened to all of celldweller? Can you pull it off Alexa yourself (minus through YouTube)🐷💋
Love this one... keep on.
I love to belly dance... and your language called some moves to mind.
Skipping on.... I'm wondering how you might describe the song style/genre. Not to be an info pig... inquiring minds and all. Have you listened to all of celldweller? Can you pull it off Alexa yourself (minus through YouTube)🐷💋
Love this one... keep on.
I love to belly dance... and your language called some moves to mind.
15th Jan 2020 5:40am
I’d say they fall into rock/electronica. There’s a fancy name for it, I’m sure, but I don’t know what it is. Their song Frozen is one of my favorites 💖.
15th Jan 2020 3:55pm
I'll check it out! My hubby is such a music head... I would feel silly starting a convo about it without sounding totally uninformed. First question he's gonna ask is "what genre" next I'm going to hear about how he'd love to buy it.... not the license...
15th Jan 2020 2:12am
15th Jan 2020 5:40am
15th Jan 2020 9:29pm
Opening stanza has a slow, sultry, humid kind of intimacy about it. The lush detail, the vivid imagery that immediately forms. Second stanza has a quick tempo, details of milieu and haptics, it's the kind of technique I try to teach when I am giving instruction in Cafe Critique or elsewhere. The counterpoint of it's tight window of events, in gorgeously rendered detail, is the essence of economy, to me. Nothing superfluous, everything streamlined into this one lusty scene. Well rendered proportion, authority, emphasis, with a suspenseful mien. Great work Luna.
15th Jan 2020 9:39pm
21st Jan 2020 5:03am
.....to me , this is elegantly artistic. Musical ideas propel the words-driving them in rhythmic movements, almost symphonically with a slightly urban candor. This stirs the sapiosexual in me. Somewhat orgasmic in it's conclussion (a sign of great erotic prose.
Musically Mr M 😋
Musically Mr M 😋
