Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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I find you

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I find you

in the curve and the wisp

of the clouds above

juxtaposed against perfect blue and sunshine.

Ever changing.

Ever fascinating.

.

I find you

in the winter landscape.

From the fragile snowflakes

dancing upon the air

to the heavy snowfall

that blankets the ground.

When the snow beckons

with its pure smile

and remembrances

of snow and pink skin

haunt me.

.

I find you

in the sea.

In the waves that crash against the rocks

time after time

to the tide

that rises and travels

to kiss the shore

enveloping completely

before it recedes.

.

I find you

in those early morning hours

when I wake

with your name

upon my lips

and my heart aches with want

and yet

a smile finds my lips

as I think of yours.

.

I find you

in the silence of the night

as my garden is consumed by inky darkness

as nature settles into sleep

and I let the cares of the day

disappear.

I look at the moon

remembering when I gifted it to you

imagining it’s ethereal fingers

caressing you

in your sleep

and wishing

that they were mine.

.

I find you

everywhere.

:

*This is not new, but it is a favourite of mine. I hope the reader enjoys.

©SirenSong1208

Artwork by Lluis Ribas


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I Find You

FullSizeRender

I find you

I find you in the curve and the wisp of the clouds above

Juxtaposed against perfect blue and sunshine

Ever changing

Ever fascinating.

:

I find you in the winter landscape

From the fragile snowflakes dancing upon the air

To the heavy snowfall that blankets the ground

When the snow beckons with its pure smile

And remembrances of snow and pink skin

Haunt me.

:

I find you in the sea

In the waves that crash against the rocks

Time after time

To the tide that rises and travels to kiss the shore

Enveloping completely before it recedes.

:

I find you in those early morning hours

When I wake with your name upon my lips

And my heart aches with want

And yet a smile finds my lips

As I think of yours.

:

I find you in the silence of the night

As my garden is consumed by inky darkness

As nature settles into sleep and I let the cares of the day

Disappear

I look at the moon

Remembering when I gifted it to you

Imagining it’s ethereal fingers caressing you

In your sleep

And wishing that they were mine.

:

I find you everywhere

Photograph taken from WhiteNoten