Siren’s Call

Sorry for the late post–

her gown flows around her
glimpses of breast and thigh
her smile entices
you follow her
to a room of silk and jewels

a push upon the bed
like foam, it encases you
she gently takes the armor
from your body
shhhh, she says

float into the music–
duty, honor, family
mean nothing
stay and feel my pleasures
of food, body, and soul

unlike Odysseus
you were not tied to a mast
you did not plug your ears–
for these mistakes
you drown in the siren’s call

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