Siren Whispers

Siren Song


Cover me with your sin


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Cover me with your sin

Fingers threaded through with mine

Held aloft

Pressed upon soft white sheets

Stark against flesh flushed pink

With arousal

With exertion


Cover me with your sin

As you crowd me with your intentions

To spoil

To sate

To initiate

Claiming every dark instinct as your own

As you pin me to the page

Writing your darkest prose

Seeing my response

Under your fingertips

A whorl of darkly inked curves and lines

Entwining with your own


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Saturday coffee

Coffee and REM

the buzz of voices

your eyes meet mine in

silent conversation

the smile that hovers on your lips

engaging in conspiracy

your fingers find my stockinged thigh

my blush and pulse


as your hand does

unspoken wishes, flash

fire in eyes

leaning in

a whispered phrase

my breath catches

hooked deep



for the taste of coffee

and your lips


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Photograph taken by SirenSong1208