The Island

She is a siren,

On the rocky outcrop of her self-imposed island.

Her song is a profile on the internet.

Pretty face and luscious legs,

Enjoys strolls on the beach.

Successful, employed,

But divorced,

And ...

She trawls,

And in her nets of vivacious and lascivious conversation,

She reels in the men she’ll drown.

It is not her intent.

But it will happen and she will be left further damaged for her trouble.

And this will fuel her need to continue to go fishing.

 

She is a beautiful mermaid,

But her heart has been hardened by hurt and disappointment.

She uses her sensuous body.

They will worship her.

She will do everything to please.

That is her power over them.

And their desire gives her self-worth.

 

She will coerce and manipulate her lovers.

And they will go willingly to their petit morts.

Beguiled by her attention.

But she cannot and will not love them.

She does not love herself enough,

To give herself.