Smoke and ghosts
Linger
To haunt a room
To plague one’s thoughts
With memories that leave you reeling
When you happen upon
A whisper
A scent
Of what once was
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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
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Monthly Archives: November 2017
Seek
He takes my measure
Every time he meddles
With my boundaries
The seas within my soul
A dark and deep place
That not all wish to explore
With twisting current
That are forbidding to all
But the most heartened
He who rides the waves
And plumbs those depths
With courage
Is he who I seek
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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
Photograph taken from Pinterest, unsourced
This night
All he could do was stare.
He was mesmerized by beauty.
By this place
By this night
And by her
Especially her.
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He would have known her anywhere
The elegant and sensual curve of neck and shoulder
Seemingly created for his lips.
The bare expanse of back
That always beckoned to his fingers to caress
And the sweet curve of hip and arse
So beautifully adorned by her red dress.
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The night air felt soft and velvety upon her skin.
Light danced upon the water.
The evening was rich with romance and possibility.
This place was magical
Always one of beauty to her
It would take on new memories and significance
With him.
She was intoxicated by it all.
By this place.
By this night.
And by him
Especially by him.
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He had never met her
Not in person.
Being this close to her made him light headed
With desire.
He wanted her.
So much.
For a moment he thought of whisking her away
Foregoing the meal.
But he dismissed that thought.
He had plans
And he was in no hurry.
He wanted to savour every second.
To anticipate how they would tease and tempt their palates
Until they were ravenous for each other.
But for now he wanted to drink her in
To memorise this moment
The beginning of the night
The fulfillment of promise.
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She could barely contain her excitement.
She recalled his first words to her.
Remembered every message they exchanged.
Thought about the countless nights
Her body burned for him
As she slept alone.
How she ached to be fully claimed by him.
To feel his touch upon the skin he adored.
To feel his lips, his kiss
Knowing they would sear her soul.
How she knew that this night
This time with him
She would never forget.
No amount of imagining could rival
What she was certain he had planned for her
For them.
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He took the few steps to where she was standing
Smiling, he softly spoke her name.
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She turned with a smile
The butterflies within her
Threatening to erupt.
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He gazed at her
Taking all of her in.
From the arched brows above blue grey eyes
The sculpted cheekbones and curved smile
To the dark mane of hair framing her face
Piled high
Leaving her neck bare
For his pleasure.
He sighed to himself.
He would enjoy taking it down later
When she was naked
And his.
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She would have known him anywhere
His captivating eyes
Holding her prisoner.
And his mouth
Oh his mouth.
The fantasies she’d had of that mouth
How she’d love to bite that lower lip.
To feel the press of those lips along every inch of her body.
She could lose herself in those eyes and lips.
Gladly give herself up to worship by them.
Let him do whatever he wanted
Knowing she could not stop him
Nor would she want to
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As if by prescribed agreement
His arms opened and she slipped into them
Burying herself in his embrace.
He held her tightly
Their bodies pressed together
From shoulder to hip.
She tilted her head back and he kissed her
One hand upon the small of her back
The other along the back of her neck
Holding her to him, firmly.
The kiss was intense.
Full of pent up feelings, desires.
As he pulled his lips from hers
He felt her shuddering breath
Closed his eyes briefly and smiled
Knowing how she felt.
He caressed her cheek with the back of his hand
And then as he ran his finger over her lips
He looked at her and said, “Are you hungry?”
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*A repost from two years ago and one that many seemed to really like. I’ve been meaning to write more of their story but the words have not materialized. Maybe in the new year.
©SirenSong1208 ~ 2015
Artwork by Emerico Toth
Her mind is like a mountain
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Her mind is like a mountain
One you are interested in scaling
Initially the climb seems easy
Straightforward with minimal difficulty
You see what you get
But as you get to know her
You realize
That this is no ordinary climb
There are challenges as you go higher
Things become more complex
There are layers where you did not expect them
But while the climb is not easy
It is worthwhile
Because when you reach the top
When you have taken the time
Listening and learning
The views are magnificent
And the air is untouched and pure
So breathe deeply of her
She’ll sink into your soul
And show you the beauty found
In her light
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©SirenSong1208
Double exposure photograph by Antonio Mora
Rain
I listen to the rain outside my window
every droplet falling midway between hard and soft.
I get lost in the rhythm
hard
soft
hard
soft
and I imagine every one as you
falling upon my skin
touching me.
Your lips
finding my every curve and hollow
adoring them
worshiping them
like an artist
like a lover.
Your tongue
tasting me.
Your eyes closed as you make that first discovery.
That long asked question
answered.
The hunger to taste more
burning through you
like a wildfire.
The rain makes me think of getting lost in you
of every sensation I can conjure
when your name
crosses my lips.
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©SirenSong1208
Photograph taken from Tumblr
Cool quiet
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The cool quiet of the night
fills with the fervour of
decadent dreams.
Desire saturates the mind
with breathless imaginings
as skin dances
with the heat of arousal.
This is the time that I wait for.
The time that I can unbutton my mind
and let my fingers follow
imagining that they are yours.
Yearning for the day
that they might be.
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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
Photograph taken from Tumblr, unsourced
Tempest’s brew
Within the shadow
Of the storm
This tempest’s brew
Forget me not
For I am
At once
the waves that crash
With ferocity
Upon your silent shore
And the safe harbor
You plot your course to
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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
Artwork by Nikolena Petolas
Unravels
Days bleed into nights
With this forbidden longing
Hours underscored with the persistent hum
Of sweet desire
A yearning that screams for the bite of fingers
Maddened with passion
And palms molded to hips
As intent is driven home
It is a hunger to feel his breath upon my ear, my neck
Knowing how it unravels me
Completely
With an ache that burns with a thousand fires
A heat that the press of his skin
Would not squelch
But would light anew
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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
Photograph taken from Tumblr, unsourced
Phoenix
Darkness settles
and sinister desires arise
from the ashes.
Passion blazes
like a phoenix
upon paths
once scorched.
Volatile hearts
searching
reaching
for what they need
their wants crystalised
in the visage
of the other.
The violent rhythm
of this requited lust
is seductive and enticing.
Brutal bloody destruction
of walls and bridges
inhibitions and taboos
their goal.
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Photograph taken from Pinterest
Dark intention
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The night is good at keeping secrets
Wishful thoughts and lustful want
Confessed to the moon
By lovers out of reach
Proximity to touch forbidden
By circumstance
But in the haven of the midnight hour
Our dreams become laced
With a touch of sin
Every dark intention
Manifesting itself
With the silhouette
Of the one we yearn for
As we let our pent up
Burning desire
Run as wild as a mustang
Across the plains
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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
Photograph taken from Tumblr, unsourced
Siren Whispers 