Siren Whispers

Siren Song




She is not thin

She has curves.

She’s a woman

Not a girl.

Her body carved

By genes, time and effort.

She’s soft but strong.

Her shape

Ripe and succulent

A tempting feast

For his discerning palate.

Her curves delight him

Soft skin adorning every breathtaking inch.

A perfect erotic vision.

A snapshot for his memories.

Her body sensuously shaped

From her elegant shoulders

And sweet breasts

To the bend of her waist

As it seductively melds into her hips

Of her belly and hipbones

Constructing a delicious place to grip her

And hold her against him.

The light plays beautifully upon her skin

Creating shadows that entice fingers to explore

Hills to traverse

Valleys to get lost in.

Enjoying his journey


Every enchanting inch.


©SirenSong1208 ~ 2015

Artwork taken from Pinterest, source not known