14 Feb Siren Sweet Temptress
Perched on a ledge that doth call me with the rise of each sun. Spying the horizon a lonely pirates eye… mine mind so races with plaguing telegrams of beauty so pure… the angel of love hath descended upon my longing heart. With setting moons and turning tides, I trust. The picture so vivid, as vivid so true. Comforted in lonesome days I await, a reunion spectacular a reunion so great
How can it be, the magnet of fate, is not drawn to itself? It’s eternal mate! These cards dealt firmly, burning my hand, a lifetime passing slowly in each grain of sand. Patiently paralyzed, frozen in fear for the loss of my hands their strength to secure.
Trapped by thine noose, snared so securely mine bleeding hearts desire. Memories doth skew these visions I see. My entire life fasted now tempted by fruit. This vessel’s course dictated so easily by fate’s blind uncertainty. These sirens doth scream as I crave with no care. This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath…may prove a beauteous flower so velvety fair. Confidently secure… sated now my mind, with heaven so true. Concrete life faded, magically to dream… behold my Eternal Temptress Queen — The cavern of fate steeps an elixir purple and green… So perfectly suited, in both hearts fully known. Past sins do trespass the yards so secure, transporting gently these desires so true.
Wake up sweet destiny, life’s cock hath crowed twice. Urgently dock these souls gently. Together for life.