Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Wrists

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Wrists touched

with tender fingers

upon sensitive skin, a provocation

an awakening

of feral need.

.

Wrist held

within a manacle

of your will,

pinned

and possessed

for pleasure

.

Wrists kissed,

a rapid pulse

beating

beneath your lips,

my scent

an invading army

upon your senses;

an invocation of your need.

.

Wrists,

pale and vulnerable,

soft skin

reddened by your attentions;

the burn left

showing desire’s path

and my destruction.

:

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All rights reserved.

Photograph taken from Pinterest, unsourced.


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Wrists

img_3140

Wrists

Touched

With tender fingers

Upon sensitive skin

A provocation

An awakening

Of feral need

.

Wrists

Held

Within a manacle

Of your will

Pinned

And possessed

For pleasure

.

Wrists

Kissed

A rapid pulse

Beating

Beneath your lips

My scent

An invading army

Upon your senses

An invocation

Of your need

.

Wrists

Pale and vulnerable

Soft skin

Reddened

By your attentions

The burn left

Showing desire’s path

And my destruction

:

Copyright ©SirenSong1208

All rights reserved.

Photograph taken from Pinterest, unsourced.