Friday, April 13, 2018

Siren



Your voice is a bewitching sound.
I follow you. I leave the shore.
I’m in too deep and still want more.
The waves come crashing all around.
The sirens sing entrancing lore.
You want me here forevermore.
You pull me in. You pull me down.       
                
Each step I take, you take in turn.
Chase the dark and shadows chase you.
There is no light that passes through.
Once you’re too far you can’t return.
I sense the fear but love the view.
It’s all a lie but feels so true.
I follow you. I never learn.
 

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