The Call of The Siren

In the watery deep, where she calls home, She swims with her kind, but she is alone. They call to her, but she swims away, Returning to the surface, each night, and day. Searching for something, she does not understand, A beautiful creature, that walked on dry land. She had seen the boat, that fateful day, Moving fast, upon the waves. Intrigued, she swam closer, as he set the sail, How did he move, without a tail. His hair was dark, his skin was tan, She followed, til she saw him step out on dry land. Memorizing every line of his beautiful face, As her long, red hair, wrapped around her waist. Breaking the surface, she saw him there, Standing on deck in the warm sea air. His eyes seemed to find her, he could not look away, He had thought her a dream, when he saw her that day. Entranced by her beauty, he jumped from the ship, Lured from the melody that flowed from her lips. She watched him struggle, against the waves, His lungs filling with water. He must be saved. Swimming to the shore, she laid him gently on the sand, She’d never be able to walk on dry land. A part of her world, he could never be, Salty tears filled her eyes, as she swam out to sea. He awoke to the sound of a mournful song, Like someone in pain, like something was wrong. A soulful melody echoed from the sea, A part of her world, he’d never be. Watching her disappear, beneath the waves, He suddenly realized, his life she had saved. No one would believe him, but he didn’t care, He knew if he called to her, she’d always be there. He smiled with sadness, as he got to his feet, Maybe, someday, again they would meet. In each other’s world, they would never be, But, in his heart, she was real, the Siren of the Sea.