It starts slow —
tentative touch
blooming
with color across your skin.
Like a meadow in summer,
thoughts that meander
gradually becoming
a steady hum
as he takes up residence.
A delicious
jolt
whenever you happen upon him
coursing through your veins,
pulsing beneath your skin.
Not simply desire
or respect
nor even tender regard,
but an
awakening
to him
and to yourself.
With every breath.
:
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Morning glimpsed
behind a curtain
shaft of light
dancing
upon a headboard
dust motes
alighting
stillness disturbed
fingers slowly
moving
over warm skin
mine for yours
awakening
to thoughts, desire
curling around me
within, a band
tightening
every revolution
intensifying
every stroke
a lover’s wish
shattering restraint in
a rush of sound
a bitten lip
the lingering mark
of your possession
:
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Photograph taken by SirenSong1208
I cannot cage these thoughts
or douse these desires.
Every encounter pushes me further over the edge,
to fall
to fly
into this fire
with you.
Cool sheets and exhausted sleep
coalesce into an awakening.
Flames licking every inch of my bare frame.
Sheets tangled around curves
as my hands smooth over warm skin
and my fingers find every ache
with your name.
:
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Photograph taken from Pinterest, unsourced.
Wrists
Touched
With tender fingers
Upon sensitive skin
A provocation
An awakening
Of feral need
.
Wrists
Held
Within a manacle
Of your will
Pinned
And possessed
For pleasure
.
Wrists
Kissed
A rapid pulse
Beating
Beneath your lips
My scent
An invading army
Upon your senses
An invocation
Of your need
.
Wrists
Pale and vulnerable
Soft skin
Reddened
By your attentions
The burn left
Showing desire’s path
And my destruction
:
Copyright ©SirenSong1208
All rights reserved.
Photograph taken from Pinterest, unsourced.
It starts slow.
A tentative touch
that blooms with colour
across your skin.
Like a meadow in summer.
A meandering through your thoughts
that gradually becomes a steady hum
as he takes up residence.
A delicious jolt whenever you come upon him
finding him coursing through your veins
feeling him pulse beneath your skin.
Not simply desire
or respect
nor even tender affection and regard,
but an awakening
to him
and to yourself.
With every breath.
:
Copyright ©SirenSong1208
All rights reserved.
Photograph taken from Tumblr, unsourced
I cannot cage these thoughts
or douse these desires.
Every encounter pushes me further over the edge,
to fall
to fly
into this fire
with you.
Cool sheets and exhausted sleep
coalesce into an awakening.
Flames licking every inch of my bare frame.
Sheets tangled around curves
as my hands smooth over warm skin
and my fingers find every ache
with your name.
:
©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
Photograph taken from Pinterest
Wrists
Touched
With tender fingers
Upon sensitive skin
A provocation
An awakening
Of feral need
.
Wrists
Held
Within a manacle
Of your will
Pinned
And possessed
For pleasure
.
Wrists
Kissed
A rapid pulse
Beating
Beneath your lips
My scent
An invading army
Upon your senses
An invocation
Of your need
.
Wrists
Pale and vulnerable
Soft skin
Reddened
By your attentions
The burn left
Showing desire’s path
And my destruction
:
©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017
Photograph taken from Pinterest
