The sound of the bells on the lighthouse to warn ship to be careful of the fog at might.
The sound of the wind blowing in the trees.
The silence of a room as you curl up on the couch and read the book you have been wanting to for ages.
Ever little sound she makes as we make love....they are all sacred signs of her love for you.
Join the best erotica focused adult social network now
Login
Name sounds that you might find comforting
last reply
416 replies
38.4k views
0 watchers
3 likes
rain on a metal roof
cattle lowing or horses snuffling and sighing
the squeak of the chains on my porch swing
the groan of the wood when I rock in my rocking chair
the fan as it runs during the summer
the cicadas singing
wind chimes in a gentle breeze
(ok these are strange ones)
rice crispy cereal in milk
the pop of grease as bacon fries
that sorta sigh your jeans make on ur cowboy boots
the creak of the windmill as it turns really slow
cattle lowing or horses snuffling and sighing
the squeak of the chains on my porch swing
the groan of the wood when I rock in my rocking chair
the fan as it runs during the summer
the cicadas singing
wind chimes in a gentle breeze
(ok these are strange ones)
rice crispy cereal in milk
the pop of grease as bacon fries
that sorta sigh your jeans make on ur cowboy boots
the creak of the windmill as it turns really slow
Active Ink Slinger
a skateboard cruising down the street
The sound of a woman's feminine voice. Just the color (timbre) of it can be such a joy.
The sound of a woman's "mmmm" when she snuggles into me, enjoying being so near.
The sound of birds when they wake me in the morning.
The joy of a baby cooing just overwhelms me with their innocent joy of just being alive and happy. (Could it be we spend out whole lives trying to recover that joy, that primal innocence?)
The sound of a woman's "mmmm" when she snuggles into me, enjoying being so near.
The sound of birds when they wake me in the morning.
The joy of a baby cooing just overwhelms me with their innocent joy of just being alive and happy. (Could it be we spend out whole lives trying to recover that joy, that primal innocence?)
Weaver of Words
I love sounds of nature. Birds chirping in the dawn, insects making there noises in the woods, the wind blowing through the treetops, waves lapping up on a beach, rain hitting the ground, and the silence of a snowfall. I could sit and listen to these for hours.
Evolving Writer
Rain on a tin roof on a spring morning
Waves crashing on the beach near sunset
Waves crashing on the beach near sunset
Active Ink Slinger
The sound of cars as they drive by when the boat unloads in the night.
The sound of boat and fog horns blasting through the fog in the early morning.
The sound of water lapping up on the shore.
The sound of darkness just before the dawn, when the first birds wake and call out to the day.
The sounds I make in my mind to create he world's within books.
The sound of laugher that family and friends make. Not during a party, but that quiet period after the party, when all those who are left are those who matter.
The sound of church bells calling out.
The sound of wind blowing over hills of long grass.
The sound of....well, you get the idea.
The sound of boat and fog horns blasting through the fog in the early morning.
The sound of water lapping up on the shore.
The sound of darkness just before the dawn, when the first birds wake and call out to the day.
The sounds I make in my mind to create he world's within books.
The sound of laugher that family and friends make. Not during a party, but that quiet period after the party, when all those who are left are those who matter.
The sound of church bells calling out.
The sound of wind blowing over hills of long grass.
The sound of....well, you get the idea.
Active Ink Slinger
Beethoven's Ode to Joy
"I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set her free." -Michelangelo
Please Enjoy: The Beach, The Workout, The Hike
Please Enjoy: The Beach, The Workout, The Hike
1. Listening to a cat purr
2. Light breeze rustling the autumn leaves
3. Waves crashing against the rocks at the beach
4. Winds chimes during a gentle breeze
5. Rain on a tin roof
6. Waterfall
7. Rushing waters while white water rafting
8. Birds singing outside my window early in the morning
9. A babies laugh
10. Water against the boat while on the ocean
And the most comforting sound I like is: The sweet sounds of the Little River Band
2. Light breeze rustling the autumn leaves
3. Waves crashing against the rocks at the beach
4. Winds chimes during a gentle breeze
5. Rain on a tin roof
6. Waterfall
7. Rushing waters while white water rafting
8. Birds singing outside my window early in the morning
9. A babies laugh
10. Water against the boat while on the ocean
And the most comforting sound I like is: The sweet sounds of the Little River Band
Her Royal Spriteness
the purr of a kitten.
You can’t truly call yourself peaceful unless you are capable of violence. If you’re not capable of violence, you’re not peaceful. You’re harmless.
Active Ink Slinger
Crackling of wood burning in Fireplace
Waves crashing on the beach at night
Rustling of fallen leaves on a crisp fall day
The sound of your footsteps through freshly fallen snow
Distant train whistle in the night
My cats purring as they lay in my lap
The sound the wheels of a plane make when you land
Wind Chimes
Bacon sizzling on a cold winter morning
Sound of a waterfall
And most of all the soft purrs Annie makes as I gently kiss her neck!!
Waves crashing on the beach at night
Rustling of fallen leaves on a crisp fall day
The sound of your footsteps through freshly fallen snow
Distant train whistle in the night
My cats purring as they lay in my lap
The sound the wheels of a plane make when you land
Wind Chimes
Bacon sizzling on a cold winter morning
Sound of a waterfall
And most of all the soft purrs Annie makes as I gently kiss her neck!!
Active Ink Slinger
My nieces giggling and growling and just generally being noisy.
A breeze rustling leaves on trees.
The crunch of twigs and leaves under foot.
The crunch of snow.
The sound of his breathing when he's next to me in bed.
Hearing the smile in his voice.
His heartbeat.
The every day noises of having him at home.
A breeze rustling leaves on trees.
The crunch of twigs and leaves under foot.
The crunch of snow.
The sound of his breathing when he's next to me in bed.
Hearing the smile in his voice.
His heartbeat.
The every day noises of having him at home.
Active Ink Slinger
My son's laughter - especially his can't-catch-a-breath belly ones. LOVE that sound!
Candy Connoisseur
Another vote for rain here. Its hammering down outside. Im right next to the open window, and its very soothing. Then I hear some fucktard in a car spinning their wheels in the wet conditions, and that just ruins the moment..
Active Ink Slinger
Lady Gagas' voice!!!