Siren Whispers

Siren Song




Long languid summer days

pale skin a distant memory.

Now there are bare shoulders

and tawny silken thighs

heated by his caress.

His hands

glide along their length


yet firm and possessive

igniting a shiver within.

Burning her skin

with the mark

of his desire.

He indicates his wish

with the slightest touch


she obeys on instinct

because it’s what she craves.

The ache within


His hands upon her

giving her what she needs

what he wants.

Her eyes close

as she savors the feelings

sweeping over her

allowing them to take flight

and soar.


©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Photograph taken from Tumblr

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.

2 thoughts on “Languid

  1. Pure sensual satisfaction. Mmmmmm love it.

    Liked by 1 person

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