Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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How the night moves

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She loves how the night moves

How it curls itself

Around her

Softly caressing

The inky, velvety black darkness

So still

So quiet

Whisper soft

Allowing her thoughts

To rove and ramble

To be free

To breathe

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*Written two years ago but I still adore the night, and how it moves.

©SirenSong1208

Photo taken from WhiteNoten


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Her Mermaid Soul

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Her mermaid soul

Aches to swim free.

To be free

Of the chaos that can attend

Expectation

Want

Need

Desire.

To have a life

That is gentle.

That she can swim with

Not against.

The call of the ocean

Strongest

When she faces her biggest mountains.

Preferring to swim

Rather than climb.

Painting by Christina P.  Wyatt

“Water Music Mermaid”