Art Of Noise

Art
Of
Noise

It happened so quickly I had no time to think, only react. He kissed her mind passionately as he laid her on her back. He ran his fingers through her hair thank God there’s no tracks. Reaching into her Southern Hemisphere damn she has a nice rack. How in the world did he get her to shack? He heard her heart… Bum Bum … Bum Bum… “OMG please grab my hips.” He swung his arm over sliding and gliding down her contours the constant murmur of “Baby I’m yours.”... A Symphony is sounding… the creaking of floor boards… The rumbling of the headboard… “Damn girl you must have been a pro before”… He’s the maestro call this the Art of Noise… Don’t mistake him for one of these minuscule boys… he wears big things he got that jumbo toy… If you ready to try your insides he’ll destroy… Satisfaction guaranteed this ride you shall enjoy… she’s telling her friends “That man was amazing tall or maybe average about 5’9” he loves superhero shirts and damn sure meant to be mine.” “He knew my name and somehow knew my sign.” … I remembered he said “Damn Fe you mighty Fine… Take this pen and your number you should sign.” … “Girl it happened so quickly I had no time to think, only react” … But damn what was his name? … A.O.N. [Art Of Noise] the Maestro…