Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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You never forget the first touch

nothing you had known before

could compare,

a connection felt

beyond skin

down to your bones

a fire

an intensity

continuing to build

every moment

leaving you breathless,

on fire

until you became

a wildfire

and he,

the arsonist

setting your edges ablaze

standing back, watching

you burn

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Promise and possibility

Desire

Floods the landscape of my thoughts

My soul

Overrun

By promise and possibility

With a current so strong

In connection

It creates a tumult

Within me

Diminishing my resolve

My walls

Crumbling

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Splinters

A connection

Held together by strings

Caught on the splinters

Of the door he shut

Frayed and failing

The slow unraveling

Of a touch

Bloodless

But no less painful

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That book

You would be that book that I would savor.

The cover only hinting at the contents.

My curiosity aroused

by the suggestion of what lay inside.

My attention would be held from those first moments.

A word

a description

would catch my eye

and get me thinking that this was no ordinary book.

Neither formulaic nor predictable,

but rather something unique

and rare.

Something I had searched for,

certain I would know it if I found it.

Modestly bound,

this book would be full of depth.

unmet fire, and promise.

Feeling the connection deep within,

I would pore over each page

keenly,

my fingers sliding along text and image

the heat rising along each curve

my pulse beginning to race

as my imagination began to flare.

The story touching me,

arousing me,

inducing me to read well into the night.

Ravenous for every word.

Enthralled with my discovery.

But though I would be impatient to reach the end

I would restrain myself from glancing at the last page.

Knowing that the journey through those pages,

reading every line

knowing every chapter

would be worth it.

To know the story,

to know the man

in his entirety.

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Scintilla

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A quiet whisper

Given gravitous

As a scintilla of connection

Was accorded voice

Days became threaded

With intensity

The warp and weft of each

Given strength

Through honesty and depth

As knowledge and feeling

Became the foundation

For something real

And magical

In the lit darkness

We’ve created

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Feast

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This delicious connection

a delightful dance

of matched words and desires.

This slow dance

of wanton thoughts

tangoing through our minds

has us pressing our bodies close

our breath mingling

our desires

aligned.

Our words 

a banquet.

A veritable feast for our senses

always dousing us in arousal

but never slaking our thirst.

Always keeping us

on the edge

of hunger.

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Arsonist

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You never forget

the first touch.

How nothing you had ever known before

could compare.

How you felt the connection

right down to your bones.

How the fire

the intensity

continued to build

with every moment

leaving you breathless

and on fire.

You were a wildfire

and he was the arsonist

setting your edges ablaze

standing back

and watching you burn.

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*Not new, but words continue to be matches and fires continue to spread.

©SirenSong1208

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