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Dark, alone together moonlight softens the night as she stands so sensual gently by the wall a small window open to the world golden light silhouettes her hips caresses the curve of her breasts her face hidden in dark shadow safety in shadows intelligent eyes gently glow A young women vulnerable, confident, excited delicate hands arms deliberate at her side she stands there a soft etching to art and beauty to life and lust She lays upon a loose tangled rug of red cloth late stoned nights lost in dark moments of sensual sound his words seem unreal 'Touch yourself' he whispers, watching 'Feel your hand, your fingers' he senses the smoothness of her skin as her fingers slide upon her body caress the curve of her breast 'Look at me, this man who hungers for you.' She opens dark eyes heavy with lust her fingers feeling him 'Your cock is hard in my hand' she breaths 'I want to feel you, feel your hunger for me' 'Fuck' she moans to the darkness shivering shaking urgent her breath heavy he watches the rocking of her breasts 'Fuck me - Fuck me' her voice urgent demanding primitive lust seizes her body sends her shuddering See Metaphysical Poetry The man has endured a long lonely journey upon the restless sea of doubt and many faces mocking thoughts, he sits within this world of his own construction battered by the sea about the alluring sea of doubt and many faces strange sensual sirens appear drifting, calling, tormenting, near The Odyssey - Homer 'Your next encounter will be with the Sirens, who bewitch everybody who approaches them.

There is no homecoming for the man who draws near them unawares and hears the Siren’s voices; no welcome from his wife, no little children brightening at their fathers return.

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For with their high clear song the Sirens bewitch him, as they sit there in a meadow piled high with the moldering skeletons of men, whose withered skin still hangs upon their bones.' 'If you wish to listen yourself, make them bind you hand and foot, with the rope’s ends lashed to the mast itself.

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