Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Ripe

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She is ripe

for his hands

for his mouth.

She is the desirable fruit

he hungers for

her scent intoxicating him

beckoning forth his touch.

Her essence is nectar to his mouth

and one that he will savour every bite of

his senses alive to her taste

as it lays succulent upon his tongue

subduing the ravenous beast

within.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Tumblr


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Hit

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It starts small.

A word

a touch

every instant sweet and pleasurable

that over time turns blistering.

A heat you can’t shake.

A hunger that claims you.

Increasing

moment by moment

until you find them

and this incessant wanting

invading every sense

leaving you seeking

your next hit.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest, original provenance unknown.


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One glance

Long before meeting

I was yours.

It took only one glance

for us to know

for us to be certain

and within those certain

sacred moments

I gifted my most valuable treasure.

The key 

to the house of my soul.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph by Aleksandr Savichev


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Take me there

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‘Take me there’, she said

show me the way

paint vivid, lustful pictures

with your fingers

with your tongue

give me

give us

what’s craved most

the satisfying knowledge

of hands

and skin

and mouths

learning and deciphering

a master class in this wanton desire

with me

your devout pupil

leaving me wet

with your sinful trail of kisses

all down my body

no longer restrained

and feeling

every nuance

as we twine our limbs

pressed skin to skin

as close

as our next breath

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Night’s silk

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She waits

silently

the floor

hard and unyielding 

under her knees

the silver flood of moon glow

gilding her nakedness.

The room is so quiet

she can hear her own heartbeat

its cadence

rising and falling

with her thoughts.

She is breathless

with anticipation

she is nervous

she is ready.

He watches her

admiring the sweetly sinful way

she has surrendered.

His heart hammers against his chest

with excitement

but he stills his hand

prolonging the anticipation.

The evening will yield its magic

in due time.

Night’s silk has draped the air

with velvet softness

and there is promise in the dark.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Tumblr

 

 


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Ride

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He said,

ride your desire

as you would ride me.

Letting the rhythm take you

and mould you

as you part your thighs

your fingers

finding all of the places

that ache

for me.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Familiar tingling

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You make me want

everything.

Scented of sex

my dreams are fragrant

with a dark and intense passion

unlike anything I have ever known

or imagined.

The familiar tingling of my naked skin

as it pebbles with arousal

heightened

because it is you I picture.

Lost in thoughts of your breath

gliding over my fevered flesh

your lips and tongue

tease and taste

every freckle and birthmark

every smooth expanse of skin

before claiming my lips as yours.

Our tongues touching, tangling, tangoing…

leading in a dance

that our bodies follow.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph by David Ambroggio