Friday, March 6, 2015

The Call

The Call 

The noxious allure
She beckons me
I persist to respond
The fallacy she portrays
Smelling of sweet dew
When thirst has overtaken me
I sup it’s sweet liquid

Calling like Sirens
On the rolling sea
She enticed me with
Her lovely songs
I was snared by her charm
Overtaking my stringency
I fell .. a victim

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