Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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The cool quiet of the night

fills with the fervour of

decadent dreams.

Desire saturates the mind

with breathless imaginings

as skin dances

with the heat of arousal.

This is the time that I wait for.

The time that I can unbutton my mind

and let my fingers follow

imagining that they are yours.

Yearning for the day

that they might be.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

Photograph taken from Tumblr, unsourced


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The cool quiet of this winter night

is heated

by thoughts of you.

This night

becomes one with the darkest of dreams.

Conjuring you up

over the miles

to show me what true possession feels like.

Dark imaginings of your skin pressed to mine

the play of your fingers

across my breasts

my belly

my thighs.

All of this

poured into decadent dreams

as desire saturates my mind.

A kaleidoscope of passion.  

I am breathless with every thought I can summon.

Thoughts that become fantasies that become dreams

that are dark and dangerous and daring.

Full of delicious promise

that makes my skin dance

and my body tremble

with the heat of my arousal.

Dreams so real, so vivid

that I can feel the ridges and whirls 

of your fingerprints

left across every inch of sacred flesh

and your scent

clinging to my skin as I wake

intoxicating me

anew.

:

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken by Jose Miguel

Model: Lauren Nicholas