Siren
Ah! So sweet the voice that now surrounds me,
a siren sent to me, and now she's found me,
in her sweet embrace, I now surrender,
to a greater life, and ah! the splendor.
Into a bath of roses siren takes me,
so deeply in this slumber, none could wake me,
still I feel the petals as they kiss my aching skin,
stirring up the flame that dwells within.
Floating in a humid cloud of rapture,
an ecstasy that no one else would capture,
besotted, by my sirens singing figure,
laying here in awe, the feelings linger
My face is in her hands now, and she whispers
"I fear that I must go." and so, I kissed her
I know she'll soon return to me, so I can let her go,
and soon away the splendor starts to flow.
Until next time, I'll wait here for my siren,
and once again she'll take me, floating, flying,
back to that secret garden of elation,
and bask within my sirens sweet sedation.