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The Siren’s Call
17-08-18

Gently she calls,
On a lullaby’s whisper;
My name honey-dipped words
Echoing from her lips.

“Come, lie back. Relax. Put up your feet.”

She beckons me with soft, firm pillows,
A blanky I’ve had for years,
And a firm mattress clothed in crisp cool sheets
Of a new blue hue.

“Come, my love, and spend time with me.
Our nightly trysts are becoming all too brief.”

She whispers like soft silk;
Voice as velvet in my ears
And like satin sleeking around my mind.

Softly she sighs my name,
And though I am far from her,
I hear her as if she were next to me
Shouting anthems for all.

Description
The Siren’s Call
17-08-18

Gently she calls,
On a lullaby’s whisper;
My name honey-dipped words
Echoing from her lips.

“Come, lie back. Relax. Put up your feet.”

She beckons me with soft, firm pillows,
A blanky I’ve had for years,
And a firm mattress clothed in crisp cool sheets
Of a new blue hue.

“Come, my love, and spend time with me.
Our nightly trysts are becoming all too brief.”

She whispers like soft silk;
Voice as velvet in my ears
And like satin sleeking around my mind.

Softly she sighs my name,
And though I am far from her,
I hear her as if she were next to me
Shouting anthems for all.