Siren Whispers

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Midnight reveries

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It is when moonlight arrives

and hours are reversed

that their midnight reveries merge

and take shape.

Sleep and dreams find her

tangled amid a sea of white

her mind reaching out to him

as her fingers touch his

through the ether

dawn lightening his eyes

just as hers close

in darkness.

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Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Washed ashore

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Broken mornings

find me washed ashore

from dreams

that leave me shipwrecked

tossed upon the rocks of my desires.

The crisp, white cotton

reduced to a tangle of heated sheets

gnarled and gripping my limbs

like seaweed.

The surf pounding my flesh

icy

stinging

wet.

The violence of the waves

mirroring the ferocity of my emotions.

I hold my breath

and wait

for the sea

to engulf me.

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Photograph taken from the internet, original provenance unknown.


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Sweetest sin

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Days filled with the sweetest sin

Searing touches through the hours

as their hunger for each other

intensified

The fiery flames of their passion

leaving them

burning

for the others’ touch

Their craving to know more

to do more

overrode their caution

and they succumbed

to their forbidden desires

A flurry of messages

loaded with

wanton, sensuous intent

left them aching

and coveting

every word

Under cover of night

their fantasies were lasciviously concealed

his dreams merging with hers

lovers wrapped up in the romance

and velvet

of the night

where there were

no limits

no boundaries

and where anything

and everything

was possible

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Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Nurture

Dreams sustain a hope within.

Tempered

with the cold wind of reality.

We nurture these fragile flames

within the safety

of our cupped hands.

Recognising the strength of our fire

born of intuition

and a soul’s whispers

our gaze upon each other

that first time

thrilling

as the spark burst forth

into a blaze.

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Photograph taken from La Mie Emozioni

 


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Like a cat

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She thinks of him when she wakes.

She stretches like a cat

her limbs unfolding

along the tangled mess of her sheets

evidence of her fitful, vivid dreams.

She runs her hands along her bare skin

touching herself

as she knows he would.

Hearing his voice

in her head

wishing it were in her ear

instead.

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Artwork by Steve Hanks


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The gloaming

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The gloaming descends

Mauve skies setting the tone

For darkness

And dreams

Where my soul

Yields to yours

And soars in joy

As night takes day

And you take me

As yours

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Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Storm and serenity

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The past is present

in every word that we say

and every touch that we give.

Our connection

is vibrant and electric,

an emotional thunderstorm

of storm and serenity

chaos and contentment

making us feel alive

within the embrace of the other.

Daylight tenderness

gives way

to fiery midnight passion

darkness illuminating our path to each other

where our dreams are the conduit

to touch

as our fantasies

are given form.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from the Internet. Provenance unknown.