THE SIREN’S CALL
(A modern response to an ancient tale)
Run in search of shelter
The vast waters call upon
As a means to escape the welter,
I often become withdrawn
. . .
A pattern I reprise
A constant need to roam
Yet free may I swim, in his aquamarine eyes,
A place which binds me home
. . .
Behind them lies an unspoken deepness
The gift of the seas abyss
Where freedom and serenity live in greatness,
For your eyes offer me this
Crystal blue reflection
Dazzle and hold me keep
Prisoner to your perfection,
You re-appear in my night sleep
The calm melody of your song
Echoes in my mind a voice smooth as wine
Whispers and enchants me to come along,
“We’ll be just fine”
I open my eyes in bliss
A cross from dream to reality as we kiss
Living reflections of imagination,
Everlasting impressions of temptation
He has begun to reel me in
With a recklessness condemned by heaven
Are we doomed and cursed by sin,
Or blessed with divinity of a holy seven?
He mirrors my very being
Like the moon to the sea
We’re constantly meeting and fleeing,
Forever entangled in all that could be
. . .
a very deep and moving poem. Very nice Morgan!
Thank you very much <3
Thank you so much!
Nice poem 🙂
Thank you 🙂