Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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When night closes in

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I want to know

the thoughts that linger in his mind

when night closes in.

Do they render him sleepless,

his mind a hive

of activity,

plans and conjecture,

a body fitful with want;

or is he able to pull them

about him,

like a blanket,

feeling every soft pass

against his skin,

an inaudible sigh within

pleasure pulling him deep into dreams.

I want to know

the thoughts that linger in his mind

when night closes in,

I want to know

if they are of me.

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With every breath

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It starts slow —

tentative touch

blooming 

with color across your skin.

Like a meadow in summer,

thoughts that meander

gradually becoming

a steady hum

as he takes up residence.

A delicious

jolt

whenever you happen upon him

coursing through your veins,

pulsing beneath your skin.

Not simply desire

or respect

nor even tender regard,

but an

awakening

to him

and to yourself.

With every breath.

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Dark and silent seas

Night falls

and with it the cloak I’ve kept

upon my thoughts, how tightly

I’ve bound them to me

until now

they stretch before me

dark and silent seas

I allow myself to sink

beneath the surface

stillness unbroken by movement

deliberate peace

meditation on thoughts

quieted in daylight

fluency of night giving consequence

to my voice

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Awakening

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I cannot cage these thoughts

or douse these desires.

Every encounter pushes me further over the edge,

to fall

to fly

into this fire

with you.

Cool sheets and exhausted sleep

coalesce into an awakening.

Flames licking every inch of my bare frame.

Sheets tangled around curves

as my hands smooth over warm skin

and my fingers find every ache

with your name.

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Betwixt and between

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I find you

betwixt and between my thoughts, 

a marker in a book I wish to remember.

My eyes

lingering upon our page

as murmurs,

sweet upon my tongue,

become an invocation

of memory

without fail.

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Midnight and moonlight

My thoughts pace restlessly,

seeking answers

in the shadows,

midnight and moonlight 

curled around me.

The questions of my mind

rush forth

with the tick tock

of evenings’ clock

as I seek the knowledge that dawn

will deny.

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When night closes in

I want to know the thoughts that linger in his mind

when night closes in.

Do they render him sleepless,

his mind a hive of activity,

plans and conjecture,

a body fitful with want;

or is he able to pull them about him

like a blanket

feeling every soft pass against his skin,

an inaudible sigh within

pleasure pulling him deep into dreams.

I want to know the thoughts that linger in his mind

when night closes in,

I want to know if they are of me.

:

Copyright © SirenSong1208

All rights reserved

Photograph taken by SirenSong1208