Poetry

Siren Call

“You are a siren to me, so keep
blanketing me with your song
and let me stay lost.”

Sirens have a way with those songs of theirs. No matter how hard you want to resist, you sometimes find yourself in the water before you realize what’s happening. And that’s what it feels like whenever I hear your voice telling me how much you crave me. Whenever I hear your words caressing my skin like a long lost lover. That’s when I knew you were a siren to me. So please, don’t stop talking. Blanket me with your song and let me stay lost in them forever.

© Sarah Doughty

Because you are always my siren call.

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6 thoughts on “Siren Call”

    1. I thought so as well. I’ve always loved the mythology of them. The beauty, the sounds, and the way they could lure people to their deaths without a care in the world. Very interesting creatures, indeed.

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