The Sirens song [ Voices from the Reef ]

The shingle dance Ian Miller © 2010 all rights reserved

We are waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting for you.
Here in the shade by the Orchard wall.
Soft grasses,
Legs parted,
We are waiting
Waiting.
Just for you.
Lips Sweetened, with  honey, thyme and dew.
Here in the shade by the Orchard wall
In the velvet quiet of fathoms deep,
We’ll offer you  our soft white breasts.
Appease the yearning in your chest.
Here in the shade of the Orchard wall,
Soft grasses,
Legs parted,
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting for you.
Throw over the tiller bar, let go the wheel.
Give no thought to the scrapping keel.
Please understand our desperate haste.
To have you tight in our embrace.
The reef is but the Orchard wall,
No obstacle ,
To one so brave,
We are waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting for you