Siren Song

My heart oft times runs on vapors
The memories of lipstick traces
 
(((Ripples)))
 
The echo of your thighs
Spreading
Softer than sighs
I sometimes dive deliciously
Into that sea
Drowning
In a sea of dreams
 
My own, imagined
Your fingers in my hair
My guide
Your siren song
Sweet murmured
Having brought me safely there
To the lapping of the waves
 
You turn
Twisting
The rise and fall of tides
Precious liquid in your flow
The arc of your waves
Undulant
Glorious in your throes
 
Call to me
Summon me from the musky depths
That my fire might be quenched
In the clawing velvet of your love
Within the maelstrom
I am lost
Adrift to all
Save pounding waves of need
You've conjured
Arage
In the foam of salty spray
 
The howls and moans of storm wracked sea
Fury fraught
A tempest, tempestuous
Temptress
To all who would seek to find your depths
As if tongue could tell
And drowning
Drifting off to dream
As I
Of you
Still do
 
Whether or not I believe in a god
You could make me believe in a goddess
 
Still