Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Stillness

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In the stillness of this room

we find each other.

Hands

and arms

and mouths

and breaths.

Desiring

to be closer than close.

Pressed to me

you look into my eyes

your fingers caressing my cheek

your breath

soft

upon my skin

your heat

mingling with my own

as our pulses race

with anticipation.

I feel your need

as keenly as my own.

Time seems suspended.

The rain outside,

hitting the pavement in uneven strikes,

the crackle of thunder overhead

our whispers

and the murmur of the sheets

barely heard

above the pounding

of our hearts.

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Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Enticement

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Every curve

every line

every inch of skin

he called his.

A love letter

to his senses.

An enticement

to be consumed

by her beauty.

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Artwork by Eric Wallis

 


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Virgin territory…revisited

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He will map her

Every square inch of skin.

She is virgin territory to him

Though not completely unknown.

Never before has he travelled

Her hills and valleys.

He has only taken that route in his mind

In his imagination

Consulting maps and text to gain better understanding

Of her terrain.

To devise a path

A guide to follow.

But like a cartographer

In love with his craft,

Before he logs one physical mile

He will spend hours

Thinking and planning

Finding the exact route

To her pleasure

And his.

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*This is not new but I have a special fondness for this piece as I adore the idea of being studied so thoroughly and exquisitely.

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Photograph taken from Tumblr


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Arch

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I arch my back.

Yearning

for the feel of his words

as they lick and burn

my skin

like flames.

Marking me

with his touch.

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Torse d’Adèle by Auguste Rodin


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Secure

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She is

Beautifully secure

Bound up in his adoration

The twists and knots

Poetry

Against her skin

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Photograph taken from the Internet. Provenance unknown.


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The sensuality of her

This is another repost from a year ago. There is no justification to do so other than I adore the picture and its beauty and sensuality…

Siren Whispers

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The sensuality of her

Clad only in a gauzy material.

Seeing, yet not seeing

She ignited his senses.

She was a gift to be unwrapped

And he so loved the pleasure

Of undressing her

Slowly.

Devouring every inch of skin

As it is exposed.

Photo taken from the internet. Original location not known. If it is yours and you wish me to remove please let me know.

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Venice Mask

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He was thinking of her.

Wishing keenly that she was there

And just as suddenly

She was.

It was as though he had wished upon

A magic genie’s bottle

And been granted his fondest wish.

His eyes appraised her

From the top of her dark head

To the feet encased in heels

And all of the skin in between.

Because that is what greeted his eyes…

Sky-high heels

Glorious skin

And the mask

The one she had found in Venice
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It was with that mask

The only adornment to her nakedness

That she made love to him.

The seductress within her

Made him her slave.

Astride him

She was in control of the pace

But he was in control of her.

A hand upon her breasts

And another on her hip

Urging her on

Until they were both hopelessly lost

In the passion of their movement

Together.

Photo taken from Pinterest