Sirens

Sirens ring out

In the city streets

Sirens attract the sailor

To the rocky cliff

Hear the piercing whistle

Of the wind

The distant thunder

Pounds the ground again

I should seek shelter from the storm

Instead I search for my sailor

In the gale blown off course

With cotton balls in my ears

When I find my lover

I put the cotton in his

Suddenly he sees the storm

I'm too weak to go on

Sailor carries me in rough seas

To safe harbor in his heart

Sirens of temptation

Sing their songs of deception 

Until the storm is over

In a place of shelter

Take out the cotton balls

Take off the blinders

Relax in his arms

Fortify the love in his heart.