Mountains spread the echoes from my sighs
Trying to hide from who’s making me cry
Silence so loud it sang our old song
She erupted and ran our chances gone
Later the siren’s song drew me near
Causing all my fears to disappear
Her scaled tail slapping out loud the beat
My will slipping away, I dove deep
Raising the spell, my head is clearing
I have to vanquish it for the King
Finding the Golden sword I grabbed it
Swimming to the surface I swung quick
Minutes went by her head sank fast
Looked in the water I sat aghast
Tail fins turned into feet made me sigh
Nowhere to hide from who makes me cry
© 2015 Michael Yost 07/29
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