The Song of the Siren

In the evenings of Spring would form the mists
Just out beyond where the shoals breakers exists
A maiden of exquisite beauty would appear to see
A radiant Goddess of loveliness, the pearl of the sea

She would smile, and to come she would beckon me
To join her on the misty shoals just as the Sun would flee
A delirious melody she sang, that siren's song
Making many a sailor be lost and to the sea belong

I kept to myself, though I so desperately wanted
To be with this lovely maiden as her siren's song taunted
In the taverns are told all those mariner's strange tales
Of ship wrecks, and sailors lost, to neither storms or gales

Lost in the mist they became out on those shoals
With no reason to be out where the waves crest rolls
Lured to the shoals no doubt thats where they steer
Hearing that lovely maiden's siren's song so clear

All alone in the dark of the night, so often in my dreams
I toss and turn to her siren's song I hear so clearly it seems
Her radiant beauty forever etched into my memory
Of that lovely siren whose song calls me to join her out at sea