Siren Whispers

Siren Song

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Wicked notions


Thoughts become lascivious

as they linger upon you.

Unspoken desires steal into every corner,

making themselves known

absconding with all reason

and will.

When night falls and dreams take shape

and as day breaks and you are the first thought that I have,

my body still bearing the midnight touch

of sinful hands

and wicked notions.

The heat cooling upon my skin

as dawn erupts

and the hunger begins anew.


©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken by SingleChair via Tumblr



Worshipful intent


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gently glide along his thighs.

Hands upon shoulders

touching her

as she touches him.

Her soft breath upon him

his hands

tangled like need through her hair.

She breathes him in

senses alive

with sacred desire

and worshipful intent.


©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Photograph taken from Pinterest


Urban scrawl

Your imprint is deep.

More than a shallow layer of graffiti

written across my skin

with whatever implement is on hand.

Whether pen

or fingers

or tongue,

the message you’ve left

is more than an urban scrawl

fading in the pale light of day.

It is etched upon my soul.

A niche carved out

within my deepest recesses.

Irrevocably yours.



©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Tumblr



Your essence


She waits,


for the firm drag of his tongue.

When it comes,

it’s electric.

A bolt

running from him to her.

He says,

“You taste like the ocean.

Like the warm sea

washing over me.

I want to get lost in you,

in your taste

in your essence.”


©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Artwork by Anna Dart via DeviantArt; “Wine Tasting”




Take me there


‘Take me there’, she said

show me the way

paint vivid, lustful pictures

with your fingers

with your tongue

give me

give us

what’s craved most

the satisfying knowledge

of hands

and skin

and mouths

learning and deciphering

a master class in this wanton desire

with me

your devout pupil

leaving me wet

with your sinful trail of kisses

all down my body

no longer restrained

and feeling

every nuance

as we twine our limbs

pressed skin to skin

as close

as our next breath


©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Photograph taken from Tumblr

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Fast and furious


he parts her thighs

and takes her breath

hands gripping the slender length of her throat

the pulse flickering



beneath his fingertips

the heat of his skin upon hers


a searing mark

he urges the carnal

the wildness within her

to stride forth

to run with his

fast and furious

a mindless need fulfilled

she surrenders to him

as he surrenders

to her


©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Tumblr

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Like a drug


I wake with a hunger for you

Reaching out for where you should be

My hand finding an empty place upon white sheets

The tangled heat of the night

Now cool to the touch

Slatted blinds cast shadows and sun

Upon bare skin

I stretch into the heat of its kiss

The steady tap of fingers upon keys

Announces your presence

And prompts my rise from one warmth

To seek another

My hand reaches for you

 A finger gently touching

Caressing your neck

As I pass

The flutter of silk

Ghosting along my thighs

Its whisper catching your attention

Your scent cluttering my thoughts

As I breathe deeply of you

My restraint in tatters

As your nearness

Strips away the façade of serenity

My need for you

Coursing like a drug

Through my veins


©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Tumblr