Odysseus, you never knew what you wanted
but I want you
days turned into years
again comes the autumn moon
Odysseus, when will you remember me again?
perhaps I’ll become a siren
would that catch your attention?
my song will be the echo of your name
every man falls under my spell
but I only seduce lovers who are the shadow of you
I carve your likeness into their initials
on the tree where we said goodbye
and you said maybe you’d return
someday
one day
Odysseus, will you ever come home?
Untold Tales by a Whimsical Wallflower 