siren's call

Reflections of the star-filled sky,
I gazed into the magic eye,
Into the soul, the door ajar,
A fate so close and yet so far.

The water here is never still,
My wish can't ever be fulfilled,
For thievishly they stole my heart,
Below the waves it's torn apart.

As I dissolve into the night,
I long for this bewitching sight,
The mystery hidden in the deep,
The secret that the sirens keep.

It shaped the vision in my mind,
A likeness I may never find:
The surface - oh, how does it lure,
So pristine, perfect, primal, pure!


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