Trash

Rising from the sea,

You pose for me.

Your red hair.

Your green eyes.

Your feminine form.

They dance before my eyes

In a waltz of beauty.

A tango of desire,

Across the waves.

- Un Menteur Charmant 11.8.18

This is an original poem written for me.

Sung in my ears,

Lilting, lovely, longing.

Drawing me closer,

To Sirenum scopuli,

Where the bravest of sailors were dashed against the rocks of desire.

Staves smashed, hulls halved, masts broken, sails submerged and sinking.

Drawing me closer, To the depths of your eyes, Green, glowing, magical.

Daring danger, You call.

- Un Menteur Charmant 10.9.18

This is an original poem written for me.