Siren

My head fills with thoughts of you.
An angel who’s celestial smile enthralls me.
Seduces me with the crystalline depths
of her eyes.
Your words in my ears enrapture my soul.
Your Siren’s song has made me yours.

I come to you,
the silken softness of your skin
sends electric thrills through me.
My arms encompass you,
pulling you into my embrace.
Kissing you softly,
the sweetness of your lips an aphrodisiac.
The wildflower scent of your hair,
like a spring meadow.
I am drawn to your ear for a nibble
and whispered delights.

The softly sighed yes inviting me on,
inviting me in.
We dance to a tune we both hunger for
and our clothes fall around us.
Your willing invitation pulling me on,
I take to your sacred dais.
I take you in every way,
at the temple of your body I supplicate.
Kneeling at communion I consume your offering.

The sweet song of your ecstasy
drives my passions higher.
Increases my urgency,
my ardor,
my frenzy to please.
I devour your gift,
it’s wetness testimony to your satisfaction.
You pull me in, deep within your sanctuary.
Needing my full invocation
to satisfy your desires.

With your final chords,
I drown in your sea.