Silent Siren
Maybe I am just old and the ability of younger women to verbalize and articulate erotic content is a breath of fresh air to an old curmudgeonly generation. Or I am just one of the lucky few who has more than one beautiful and talented woman who writes erotica supporting my writing with great kindness. No matter the reasoning, I am happy for it. Plus, I love the attention from young beautiful women!
After yesterdayβs post, I feared I would be amiss if I did not also pay homage to Harley at Harley Unhinged. Another talented writer who creates a sensual and sexual world, dripping with the want and playfulness of a mischievous Harlequin doll. She writes from a place of no shame in who she is and does so in a world full of stigmas. How brave is that? She has been generous in sharing my work and consistently supportive of my writing. In a most modest way, let me say thank you to you my pin-up mistress of the night, Miss Harley, with this simple ode!
Silent Siren
I know this is no accident
The way your dress hugs your hips
This is done with some intent
Like the bright red upon your lips
Your hair has been done just so
And falls across shoulders bare
Neckline plunging so low
It bids feasting eyes look there
The scent of flowers as you pass
An enticement even more
Like the way you swing your ass
As you walk across the floor
Legs for days balanced atop
Fashioned high heel perch
My staring is hard to stop
Amidst my lustful search
With bangles clanking at your wrist
And fingers capped acrylic red
It is my chastity you intend to twist
As you worm into my head
Golden chain cinches at your waist
Highlighting your feminine form
My desires stir now unchaste
And libido rises in the storm
I am not immune to your charms
And the message has been sent
That the moments in your arms
Is heavenly time well-spent
It feels like a net wide flung
In the hopes of baited sting
The battle fought and won
No need for specter to sing
Spare me the words of siren song
I am far too easily flattered
If your true intention all along
Is to leave another heart shattered
But if you came to meet just one
A man of worth and passion
Then your work has been well done
For I have fallen for your fashion
quite a tribute!
Thank you Jim! She has been quite the muse for me. As I am single and unattached at the moment, it is hard sometimes to draw on the sense of love or being in love that most likely fuels the adoration of beauty or romance in verse. Luckily, in reading the writings of others, I can find these emotions and feelings serruptitiously through them. It allows me to visit emotions that I may not hold personally at the given time.
nice to read about how artists find their inspiration; thanks for sharing!
Harley is superstar sex goddess and I love this tribute to her
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Thank you for reading and commenting! She is a goddess π
Mr. BRAD! I love this so much! First of all, you described me eerily well for never having seen me in person. Well done sir. I appreciate more than you know how you’ve paid homage to me. I don’t know what else say since I am kind if speechless, but you’re wonderful, gifted, and sexy in your own right β£οΈβ₯οΈβ οΈβ¦οΈπππ
With your gift for words I just can’t imagine you speechless, but I could hope for no greater affect! And yes, I may have never seen you in person, but I have felt you and communed with who you are through your own exceptional writing. Did you not notice you have left pieces of yourself all over your blog? The openess, honesty, and truth you speak fashion a knowing of a different kind. Something deeper than the faΓ§ade either of us wear. And given artistic license through the absence of reality, I see you for the goddess you are! π
Well, you’ve seen a picture now π
I understand the theory of people being able to be whomever they want online, but I maintain that I am physically incapable of being anyone but me. I am so flattered and starry-eyed over you calling me a goddess, but I am also very flawed. I’m still figuring it all out, and for me, honesty in every capacity is the way to do that.
Thank you for all you do and say. I just adore you π
I would agree that you have no ability to be anyone other than exactly who you are… and that is why we adore you flaws and all! You are so genuine that it is contagious!
Thanks love! I appreciate that. πππππ
Reblogged this on Harley Unhinged and commented:
This masterpiece was written for me by Brad Osborne of commonsensablyspeaking. If you don’t currently follow him, you need to because he is brilliant.
Mr. Brad, thank you so much for capturing me in your prose. I adore you and all you do β¦οΈβ οΈβ₯οΈβ£οΈπππ
My adoration of you holds hands with a deep respect for how strong you are! You are a welcomed and cherished muse extraordinaire!
β₯οΈπ€β₯οΈπ€β₯οΈπ€β₯οΈπ€ you’re making me blush
Okay, I’ll be honest, I didn’t know you could blush, but I am glad you did! π
Lol, Mr. Brad. Just because I am not afraid of sex doesn’t mean I’m not modest!
I stand corrected and you remain much respected! My modest little muse.
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A beautiful tribute to a gorgeous and talented woman. Harley is awesome β β₯β¦β£
Thank you Jupiter! I don’t know that my words can truly do justice to either of you, but it is modest way to say thanks for being who you are! π€
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One certainly feels the heat in this piece. Nice writing and yes when a woman finds a man she is very attracted to and she wants to turn his head, she likely knows how. Very descriptive too. Nice piece, hugs jonikins