Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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How the night moves

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She loves how the night moves

How it curls itself

Around her

Softly caressing

The inky, velvety black darkness

So still

So quiet

Whisper soft

Allowing her thoughts

To rove and ramble

To be free

To breathe

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*Written two years ago but I still adore the night, and how it moves.

©SirenSong1208

Photo taken from WhiteNoten


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How The Night Moves

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She loves how the night moves

How it curls itself

Around her

Softly caressing

The inky, velvety black darkness

So still

So quiet

Whisper soft

Allowing her thoughts

To rove and ramble

To be free

To breathe

Photo taken from Pinterest