by HarryHill
the silence when eye meets eye
thigh moves against thigh
Really enjoyed this, Harry
absolutely captures the intimacy of the moments, the hours....
....the word play, the sound and the silences. Good 'un HH. 5
Lightning flashes & erotica hits a new high !! 5-ed .
As I read this, I began thinking about that word, onomatopoeia, I always have trouble pronouncing; nice contrast in the consonants between tin roof raindrops and muffled moans. Well crafted, Harry.
H, your category, title, initial line and poem don't agree with each other. I like it. :-) Caught me by surprise. I also like how you've woven the description of the storm outside and of what is happening inside. Great pacing!
inside being plugged in and attuned to animalistic behavior is the perfection, TK U MLJ LV NV