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Rated: 13+ · Draft · Romance/Love · #1964440
To My Siren
The girl with the fire coral hair

sinks into me

with stormy sea-glass eyes,

calls to me

from her bed of lichen,

lures me into

her marble sepulcher,

and I,

driftwood relic

of some lost vessel,

keep crashing in her wake,

more complete in my

perpetual wreckage

than ever in my safe harbour.
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