Siren Whispers

Siren Song

Tidal

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I adore this piece. Just beautiful. Please visit the original and peruse this very talented writer’s other works.

Richard M. Ankers - Author

She feels the warm sand suffuse her skin, a pleasant cosseting. The ocean breathes in deep inhalations, in then out, in then out, the surf tickling her toes. She giggles like the rippling waves. A marmalade sun melts in the west coating the surface water like morning toast. All is calm. All is right.
He is there, of course he is. He surveys her with eyes meant for no other, picks at the silica coating her skin. It glitters in the sunset. He likes that. The ocean is still warm, Caribbean almost. They could be anywhere, but they’re here, and that’s all that concerns him. He’ll never find another, not like her.
The tide rolls in. The tide rolls out. It’s seen young love before but this seems different. They are so happy. The ocean turns its back in shy embarrassment.
A breaker licks the girl, tasting her, as the…

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Author: sirensong1208

I created this blog as a way to express myself using my poetry and photography. It is a reflection of who I am and of the things that interest me. I have many muses…perhaps the greatest one being my love of the sea, how I gravitate to anything relating to water, how I feel a pull toward it deep in my bones. At times I will be revisiting content that I have shared on Twitter which has, until now, been the forum I have expressed myself in. That said, the content will change over time as the blog grows and develops. It is my hope that the reader will enjoy the journey.

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