He listened in thrall to the song the siren,
Her voice like a star as it flew through the air.He drowned in her eyes as she called him to follow,And likened the to the gold of her hair.
She swept up her arms and held him close to her,Her soft lips caressing the lines on his brow.
he could not resist her,a magic had trapped him,And nothing could save him now.
She pulled him down with her into the clear water,He gasped as death started the
grip on his soul.His life ebbed away as she dragged him still further,
And laughed when she saw she'd accomplished her goal.
This is a poem that was given to me by a friend I met in IRC he worte this for his daughter.I hope you find this beautiful just as I do.Thanks so very much Roger.
