Soft harmonies drift through wind,
As the ship draws closer to my perch.
Glancing through the fog,
The beautiful vessel outlined in designs appears.
Sailors dart around the deck,
Plugging their ears with anything they can scavenge,
Knowing that they will be drawn into the mystery,
Of my voice's divine melody.
Many flounder when upon my seaweed infested island,
My voice ringing out too beautifully for them.
One by one the sailors plunge into the icy water,
Not caring anymore about their dignity.
Closer and closer they come,
To the place where I am waiting.
Each looking around frantically,
For their prize that they are willing to receive.
Spotting me, finally, their eyes glow with interest,
Not daring to look away, as their shipmates yell frantically.
They have finally made it to hear me.
They have made it to hear my siren's song.
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Personally Arcane
PoetryA book of my poetry. ((All art in titles is my own)) There are many categories with this book that I'm writing. There is mystery, personal, sweet, and some thriller stuff. I hope you guys enjoy a piece of my Imagination💕
