Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Awakening

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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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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Pinterest

 


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Wrists

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Wrists

Touched

With tender fingers

Upon sensitive skin

A provocation

An awakening

Of feral need

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Wrists

Held

Within a manacle

Of your will

Pinned

And possessed

For pleasure

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Wrists

Kissed

A rapid pulse

Beating

Beneath your lips

My scent

An invading army

Upon your senses

An invocation

Of your need

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Wrists

Pale and vulnerable

Soft skin

Reddened

By your attentions

The burn left

Showing desire’s path

And my destruction

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Pinterest

 


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Gilded cage

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It was a gilded cage

not of her design.

For years she sang a song

unheard.

Hoping its beauty would touch his heart, his soul.

That he would find her and see her

and love her as she was.

But over time her voice quieted.

The words, the melody

important only to her.

The days lengthened

and she found herself in the shadow of night.

Reflecting and understanding.

Her soul had its own awakening.

She kept the song to herself

knowing it was precious and beautiful

and worthy to be heard.

Resolving to sing again

when her life was unlocked

and she was free.

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©SirenSong1208

Artwork by Louis Jover