written inspired by the mythology about sirens because of euphxria rp again!! omg these guys giving me inspiration- kaei the poet lmao but anyway
beauty : to kill : to lure : to dispose. voices. dulcet. birds. fly. free.
She ran her fingers over
the sharp thorns of
maroon tinted chiffon,
Beneath the evening sky she lay,
the texture of rocks beneath her
remembering the man
thousands sought after –
she wants him,
Feminine chuckles reside
in the darkest corners of her mind;
how the commoners chuckled at
her idiocy – but they were nothing,
If she wanted his life,
the hackneyed use of glimmering daggers were
replaced by the mellow panache of her
The disgrace he had entailed upon her
things she’d never forget.
And if she had his life in her hands,
she swore to never
exonerate him from the labyrinth;
Her lullaby, the final cadences of his petty existence.