My Siren

I set the sails in hope of sailing true,

My task was carved in stone yet born from the heart,

Over vast stretches of a blue void just for you,

I cannot cease the momentum I have built from the start,

This journey may be the end of me,

However no tempest no torrent nor storm could with stand,

There lies a courageous fool upon the high sea,

You are the bright star guiding me to land,

You are the sweet siren corrupting my mind...