Take not this day you heart to danger’s shore
Whare rocks are lethal singing their sweet songs
For peril waits for you in its dark store
Its songs may lure you sounding oh so pure
Honeyed words put right all this world’s wrongs
Take not your heart this day to danger’s shore
Use all your wits to know what is the score
Entangle not your heart in smiling fronds
For peril waits for you in their dark store
Remember those who floundered here before
This cannot be where your true soul belongs
Take not your heart this day to danger’s shore
For peril waits for you in its dark store
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Lovely…and the beat mixes well with the wordings.
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Ah, this is like a Shelley poem, so mesmerizing!
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Reblogged this on Dances with Tricksters and commented:
Absolutely a siren song luring you to crash.
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Aah lovely
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Thanks so much Allie, and thanks so much for the reblog x
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