The Song of Sirens
They really mean no harm,
and all they want is love,
and it is perfectly convincing,
their alluring song of love,
that is so desperately beautiful
that no one can resist
its perfect and expressive honesty.
Still, the only consequence is wrecks and ruins,
skeletons and ruined lives,
and no one knows what happened to the victims.
All they did was to approve of love
and listen to its perfect music
and become enticed by it quite naturally,
– they were only human;
and they drank the song of love and perished,
no one has survived to tell their story,
they were sailors all and children of the sea,
who met with the consummate form of love
in highest musical unfathomableness and beauty;
and as far as anybody knows,
no one of them regretted it.
Poetry by Christian Lanciai
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Written on 2009-10-11 at 18:05
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