Her Siren's Horn
The known unknown, she’s somewhere out there
The home wrecker, there’s something about her
Seemingly innocuous, a deadly secret like slow poison
Vainglorious, she renders other women heartbroken
Her kisses are sweeter and her caresses are softer
Somehow, her means and ways exceedingly better
Enigmatic, magnetic, men drawn to her like the sirens
Their hearts forlorn, they sneak out from their wives for hers
They crave her like the blue hue of the moon envelopes the night
Mesmerized and hypnotized, they’re no closer to finding out
She’s unpredictable and unstable like a bubbling volcano
They wonder in solitude, but possessed by her, don’t care to know
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