She Beckons

I once called emerald haze a soothing friend Decided to choose a path where clear skies mend Her whispers still linger so soft and sweet A fleeting lure and desire I swore not to repeat A peaceful warmth provided like a siren’s glow Yet we separated and I completely let go Temptation taps and plays a melodic disguise Yet I see right through her with steady eyes It’s a battle I picked to fight but am unsure why Sometimes I only seem to be missing out and sigh She still calls out to me with a coy seductive tone Her allure whispers, “You’re never alone.”