We held the night on the tip of our tongues.
Spoke languages, ancient, designed to thrill
nerves that had been dormant in our spines.
Her fingers danced in the moon light, tasting
shadows as she sought the force of my blood
surging against my flesh, making me taunt --
a vibrating string singing her tunes. Striated,
wrapped with the tease of restraint roped to my flesh.
Her veils slipped aside from the winds
full of the heat radiating from my flesh. I could
see goose bumps spread in waves across her
flesh as she arced and curved to dance
the music I drew from her lips. Eyes sparkling,
her laughter interrupted by sudden inhales of joy
as deeper aches became arching moans.
We held all the tides, flush and full of moon glow,
‘tween our lips as our tongues became fishes
swimming in currents stronger than those known
along the coasts of more peaceful lands. Intercourse,
the mingling of seas, the rising eruptions of unknown
forces, stars clutched to increase the heat and the flesh
quaked tearing at the clay slick and fast as we remade
each others dreams of what passion could hold.
She fell away into the white foam of the bed, crying
like the wind ‘round pilings and along the coast of dreams.
Her body no longer hers but still dancing to an ancient tango
as she tried to find a steady breath and island of stillness.
I felt the wind leave my sails, my blood still hammering
its memories of her touch into the cells of my flesh. Wanting
her touch, but needing time to move on in this sea of light
and cries. Out of the wonder of moments past from the shadowed
harbors of down bedding she whispered, “Does my fisherman
want to cast himself against the rocks to hear me sing again?”
4:22 PM
02/22/2009
Alexandria, VA
Author notes
I wanted to catch erotica in a mythical setting to increase a certain kind of tension and have the setting pre-arranged. Hope you enjoyed.
Please tell me what you think, what it makes you feel, how you are moved.
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Creative idea using a classic as a background to your feelings of sexual bliss. Loved the quotation at the end. An enjoyable read.
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Wanted to make it more personal, so that led to the use of a quote. Wanted to also make the classical allusion take on a more immediate feeling and a sense of perhaps and illusion more than just an allusion. Thanks for the kind review.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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Amazing. I love tales of the olden world and myths. And the erotic setting was thrilling. Extremely good imagery, this poem read like a short story, and had all the structures to make it an easy read. Well done for entrancing the imaginations of many, this was pure bliss to read. Do you write on storywrite aswell? If so, please let me know. Can't wait to read more of you work. BS.
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I have a story on story write. I play with the imagination, often in sensual settings. Glad you enjoyed.
Love, Tom B.
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Outstanding. The title grabs the classics fan immediately. The siren song is always a haunting theme for any piece, this is particularly sensual and full of very creative metaphor. Bravo.
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Wanted to capture the imagination, the roads to its dreams are many, but often well guarded
Love, Tom B.
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A great read. It left me feeling sensual, sexual and altogether wanting more
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Then, I am grateful to know I succeeded. Thanks.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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Good luck on the contest. i really ejoyed reading this piece. It was beautifully written and it flowed well.
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Hopfully the songs found flowing in the words danced inside your head.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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Your supposed to be tied up...now you're in the drink!
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Thanks. I am just an old salt
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Set in that magikal time and your words that speak on so many different levels to ones mind, soul and the emotions you have throughout this.. is totally mind blowing, to feel it come to life in an erotica way.. with the closeness of the feelings.. is pure poetic magic.
Best wishes with this one
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Wanted to catch the torture with the blessing.
Love, Tom B.
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wow
You were definately right, this was a great read, i enjoyed it thoroughly! thank you for sharing this with me!!
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I like to tease and cajole the mind into freeing its imagination. Once captured it becomes the most erotic organ. I played with the classical allusion to allow for a deeper and subtle layer of innuendos that I figure many will miss.
Love, Tom B.
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well done
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The currents of sanity end at the beach of reason.
Thanks,
Tom B.
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Wow, this is just beautiful and very sexy, fun to read.
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I wanted it to be beautiful and sexy, having it be fun is a blessing. Thanks for the lovely compliment.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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This is very enchanting, This looks like a challenging piece of work, beautiful write. My pleasure to read.
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Might call it erotica for the mind and spirit. We create what is possible and what we believe lifts us from ourselves even when we are surprised by the creation. Glad you enjoyed my rough attempt at legendary language.
Love, Tom B.
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The poem was tantalizing. I really enjoyed reading it and look foward to reading more of your work. Good luck on the contest>
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Thanks, stop by anytime.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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Yes, very well written sailor.
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Thanks. I learned my knots a long time ago
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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wow
very well wrtten great job amazing wirte keep it up keep on going stay true stay sic peace out and have a nice day -
You tease and tempt the senses of the reader to join you with the abandonment of the flesh to inhale the joy..you do it well too I might add
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When the imagination is set afire the body will soon surcum. Thanks for finding this caught the fire that always begins when the night enfolds dreams of willing hearts.
Love, Tom B.
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you have caught it with such passion, you have penned another beautiful piece. Thank you for sharing your wisdom. With every piece I read, you bring joy to the world.
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You give me high praise, indeed. This was just to take the myth and use it to signal the delights that nights of madness can bring. Light a fire to the imagination and passion will burn long after the flesh has given out.
Love, Tom B.
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funny before i read your author note i was formulating a comment in my head to tell you that your stuff always sounds a little on the erotic side. lol. and now i see it was meant to and it's for a contest.
pretty
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I wanted to sing a song of passionate joy where the celebration of the flesh was rewarded with a higher wave of delight.
Love, Tom B.
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oh my, i have to step back a moment and catch my breath
a beautiful write that was sensual and erotic, written with steamy passion and a gentleness also, phew what a delightful mixture to tease the senses and heat both the body and the mind, good luck in the contest with this exelent write 
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In many ways this is a tease, of course. I taunt the imagination and let it run its course. I am glad you find it delightful and passionate.
Love, Tom B.
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Excellent Suave Erotica
Purely orgasmic thoughts cross my mind as i read on to the last verse....it came to me how a siren's song could be so many things. A womans walk, voice, smile, touch....in this affair she is his salvation upon the waves....truly she will sing again, again and again.....beautifully erotic with sweet a lustful invitation back to her bed.....excellent my friend.........Novy
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I have often thought about your desire to see me write a romance novel. I have a plot, one that intrigues me. These short poetic pieces let me play with the sensual side. Ones like "The Picnic" with the romantic scenery. In all cases, I think, it is how we call to the imagination that fires the desires and creates the yearning of the flesh. Glad you enjoyed my quick play of words and sensual expression.
Love, Tom B.
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Well written, my friend! But here's a question: What was the sirens' song. A psychiatrist and classicist once asked me that. What is most seductive for the race of men. The answer is deep indeed.
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The cry of the siren's song that made men lose all sense would be unique for each and every man and yet similar in tone and dream for many. For most it would be a song of control and prowess where all their fears are conquered and laid to rest. For others it would be the challenge of a life where they would never have to bow to any man but every adventure would be more daring than the last. I think it is foolish to believe that one answer will do for all. What brings one man out of his seat, can leave many bored at best. I don't believe in singular answers to questions like this.
In this piece I used passion while full of dreams and fraught with detail coming to one who is tied to his mast. Both in dream and in fact, our imagination is our greatest erotic attribute.
Peace & Light,
Tom B.
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