Siren Whispers

Siren Song


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Ripe

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She is ripe

for his hands

for his mouth.

She is the desirable fruit

he hungers for

her scent intoxicating him

beckoning forth his touch.

Her essence is nectar to his mouth

and one that he will savour every bite of

his senses alive to her taste

as it lays succulent upon his tongue

subduing the ravenous beast

within.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Tumblr


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If we met…

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If we met…

would I run to you

and joyfully throw my arms around you…

or would I gracefully walk towards you

my eyes never leaving yours

 a smile beginning to form

bigger and broader

as I got closer

the hint of a blush

tinting my cheeks

until at last I am in front of you

we smile

I whisper your name

you touch my face

and pull me into your embrace

my body fitting perfectly

to yours

…our first kiss

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*Originally written in 2014 and posted on twitter where it is my most popular tweet to date.

©SirenSong1208

Artwork by Fabian Perez, “The Train Station”

 


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Voluptuous torch

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A quivering rose

in shimmering satin and lace.

An unequivocal hedonistic delight

that makes him catch his breath.

His desire for her

more than corporeal.

His soul touched.

His darkness

suffused with her light.

A voluptuous torch

illuminating his way

once more into her arms.

The softest whisper from her

bringing a smile to his face

and a sigh to his lips.

Her words of adoration and devotion

making him glow with pride

wrapping around him

holding him close

to her.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Slow fire

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An unexpected spark

And then

A slow fire

Becoming

A steady, constant burn

One whose flame

Cannot be extinguished

By simple wind or rain

Cold affects it not

A monsoon would be needed

Just to make it flicker

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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You Reduce Me To Ashes

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Compulsion

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What is this compulsion

That keeps me enthralled

That keeps me returning

To feed my addiction

To sate my want

You are my compulsion

The desire that reaches down

Into the deepest parts of me

That fingers them

Strokes them

Makes them tingle

And come alive

Screaming for attention

And only you

Can simultaneously appease

And fuel

This urge

To have you

In every way

Imaginable

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Morning Dew

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The silence is peaceful

Aiding in reflection

I feel the morning dew

As I walk along the footpath

Lost in thoughts of you

Missing you

Keenly

My longing heart

Feeling like a lost letter

Misplaced

Never having reached its destination

Existing only in darkness

Waiting to be pulled out

And thrust into the light

My heart sighing

In comfort

And relief

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