Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Dripping secrets

Midnight blue ink

as an extension of her soul.

Dripping secrets from her fingers,

her pen spoke louder than her voice.

With a whisper he moved closer to hear,

her sweet accent echoing

within the chambers of his heart.

With words that gave voice

to unspoken desires,

to an intimacy in simple things,

he found the key to unlock

what had been imprisoned

within his soul.

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Reverently

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It was those things about her

not readily noticeable

to others.

Things that brought him solace

that made his senses hum

that made him feel alive

that he held sacred

like a prayer.

And in doing so

he held her soul

reverently

against his own.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Reverently

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It was those things about her

not readily noticeable

to others.

Things that brought him solace

that made his senses hum

that made him feel alive

that he held sacred

like a prayer.

And in doing so

he held her soul

reverently

against his own.

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from WhiteNoten


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Midnight

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He sees it through new eyes.

Her eyes.

His path

Once well trodden

And comfortable

Has gained new light

New interest.

 With her

His journey has become exciting again.

For in the mellifluous midnight

Of her soul

He has found a foil

For his own darkness

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