Sirens Calls
I’m a cleverly cloaked demon, seraph skinned.
You’re my seductress with your songs luring me in.
I’m beautifully scarred and vainly sinned;
Disguised enchanter, deceiver, My heroine.
Bewitched, entranced, taken to another dimension.
I’m a serpent at play disobliging all the rules.
Caught off guard by your harmonic muse,
Called out to sea, love-drunk like the other fools.
Confused and abused. Your love you still refuse.
Is it to late, can this spell still be defused?
So just turn away, go astray and leave like they all do.
Grant me one last kiss and then I’ll bid you adieu.
The seasons change, wither, die and renew.
Destructive and Caustic, this uncanny love like flu.
Haunted in my dreams, plagued by the sight of you.
You’re the earth and also the sea,
Thought you as a healer but you only enslaved me.
A sly curious creature, devious and sexy.
A winged Siren, callers of doom like in the odyssey.
I'm forever possessed by your song and beauty.
Copyright © Miles Ayres | Year Posted 2012
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