The Siren

Inside her chest
A lake sealed from
All the rivers
Waves beat
But cannot find the sand.

Floating
In the midnight
I saw her on shore
When I began to shiver
Waiting
For her to find me there.

Arms reach defeated
Legs kick beneath the surface
When both hands fell below the sea.

I was enthralled by her guise
Yet blinded by the clouds of my screams
Drowning in the gloom of death
Suspended in the peace of a dream
She sang with honey on her lips
With a forked tongue twisting the sound
Drifting on the waves of sleep
Sinking into the rubies encased in her eyes.
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1 Response Nov 29, 2012

:) nice poem