The Siren Call of Desperation

My dutiful call lulls you inside

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Mouth open in a silent cry

breath caught in my throat

pleasure overriding

twitching like a live nerve

wanting to be heard,

yet knowing I am a Siren

my dutiful call lulls

all those near me.

I’ll playfully pull you

from the shallows

your form watching me

eyes entranced by the spectacle

as I spin this buzzing bee

to pollinate my exposed clit

I’ll drag you into the deep sea

join with my screams,

into this deep abyss

to witness,

worship,

this sexual side

of me.