Siren Whispers

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Rosary beads

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Touch my curves

as though they were rosary beads.

Thumbing each one

mindfully.

Every stroke of your fingers

a murmured prayer

an Act of Contrition.

I will be the glorious mystery 

unfolding beneath

your hands

your mouth.

Make me your religion.

An altar for you

to worship at.

And not just on Sundays…

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2017

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Before the rush

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She cannot remember a time

before the rush

of him.

Before he invaded her thoughts

daily.

Before her body became a temple

for him to worship at.

She cannot remember a time

before the wanting of him.

Before her awareness began.

Before her body reacted

to a single word

from him.

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*First posted two years ago when I had far fewer followers. I hope that new and old alike enjoy the reposting.

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Sunday confessions

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These Sunday confessions

roll off my tongue

like an Act of Contrition…

.

On my knees,

my tender

sensual

confessional

for your ears

only.

.

Sundays,

always the potential

for sin.

.

His name upon my skin

burning through my clothes

my Sunday secret.

.

Sunday service will be

kneeling

and thoughts

I choose not to repent.

.

He says prayers,

but only into the softness

of my skin.

.

Lost in your sweet sermon,

no prayers would be more earnest

as I await the burn

of your brimstone,

of your fire.

.

Sundays

dedicated to worship,

but only in the most sinful ways.

.

Until my next Sunday confession…

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©SirenSong1208

Artwork by Ekaterina Belinskaya

 

 


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Worship, revisited

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Worship

Letting yourself go

Letting that which you worship consume you

A free fall into beauty, love, desire

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I adore the gorgeous creation and symmetry of clouds within a perfect blue sky

I am smitten with colour and light and how they dance and sway with each other

I love the sea and everything about it

From the sound of it crashing against rock to the briny smell which always lifts my spirits and tells me that I am home

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But worship for me takes on a different mantle when I apply it to him

For adoration of nature is a singular thing

But my adoration for him is part of every fiber of my being

It influences each moment of my day

A searing devotion

Unstinting, constant, instinctive

A desire to please

A desire to bring joy to

:

He is my worship

The reason I am on my knees

Reverent for the moments

When he is mine

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*This is not new but it is relevant, though only to me.

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from White Noten

 


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As I do the sea…

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I worship you

As I do the sea.

Understanding

And respecting your control.

How you hold back

Just enough

Pushing me to the brink

Building the desire

Making me ache.

Before you engulf me

In a passionate embrace

Of words.

In much the same way

That the sea teases the shoreline

Before the tide rushes in.

:

I worship you

As I do the sea.

Adoring the fierce way

You make me breathless

By saturating my senses.

Every neuron firing

Every perception

Heightened.

Anticipation for your every move

Exciting me

Beyond measure.

Whether it’s the rapid way you encompass me

Making me feel you

Deeply.

 Or the way you tenderly take your leave.

Your touch lingering

Until you return.

:

I worship you

As I do the sea.

For the sea touches my soul

Like no other.

And like the sea

From our first moments

I was interested, excited, enthralled.

Seduced by all that you were

And the possibility of all that you could be.

It was then

That you made me yours.

Mind

Body

Soul.

Swept away into your sea.

Our bond

Fathoms deep.

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*This is not a new piece but it is one of my favourites. I beg the reader’s indulgence for the reposting.

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from BlackSwanDive


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Believer

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I will be your Joan of Arc

in visions of holy devotion

and divine worship.

As you lay siege

to my mind

my body

and to my soul

I will bring truth to your words.

I will illuminate the darkness

as I burn for you. 

I will make you a believer.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Worship

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Worship

Letting yourself go

Letting that which you worship consume you

A free fall into beauty, love, desire

:

I adore the gorgeous creation and symmetry of clouds within a perfect blue sky

I am smitten with colour and light and how they dance and sway with each other

I love the sea and everything about it

From the sound of it crashing against rock to the briny smell which always lifts my spirits and tells me that I am home

:

But worship for me takes on a different mantle when I apply it to him

For adoration of nature is a singular thing

But my adoration for him is part of every fiber of my being

It influences each moment of my day

A searing devotion

Unstinting, constant, instinctive

A desire to please

A desire to bring joy to

:

He is my worship

The reason I am on my knees

Reverent for the moments

When he is mine

Photograph taken from WhiteNoten