She beckons me hither
As sirens do
I can’t resist the allure
As the moon pulls the tides
And the sun wills the moon
This sensation drowns me
A lone man to a monsoon
I sink within the seafoam
As she sings her song
An all too familiar tune
It ensnares me
An all too familiar scene
We are entangled
As moths into cinder
Goddess of the deep
I gaze upon you
As you loom unto me







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