My Siren

A Poem by Lunar Crystal

Something small I wrote for both my English and Communication class.

I miss your siren's voice which attracted
me like moths to a flame,

Making men fall for you with your songs that soulessley
made us dig our own graves,

The bewitching way you dance swaying your
hips like ocean tidal waves,

How at night mother moon reflected upon your
crystal blue eyes,

And thoes lovely red petal lips of yours that
always spat lies,

But what I miss the most is the way you won hearts
and broke them like a simple easy card game.