Sweet, sweet!
O cherishable song of sirens
Listen how they sing, they chant, they inspire!
Veritable wine it is, that draws me closer
I cannot fight it
Forgetting, forgiving, knowing nothing but sweetness
I want it to never end
With gold and diamond chains
Locking us away
It is our own feet bringing us to this forsaken place

Listen, listen!
O beautiful ringing of the bells I imagine
Hear how you can hear your future ringing!
Can you hear it?
Just one step closer and you'll be there!
For you know that there is no other road to take
Forget your past, forget your woes, forget everything but the sweetness
I feel the strange sort of peace settling
The smith building, creating, forming
Our own hearts tied to a thing
We thought we wanted, but was always too far

Hurry, hurry!
O the swiftness of quicksilver
See it speed away from you like a chased rabbit!
Catch it before it escapes, catch it before starvation reaches
Watch as the sweetness begins to dribble away
Eating at you like a vulture
And here is your chance to live again!
No past to stand, a future so hazy to see clearly
Your present is only filled with a dullness
Sweetness has your oath of fealty
So race like the wind to catch it before darkness descends!

Live, live!
Can't you see the siren's song pulling you to deep waters?
Fight, fight!
Can't you hear the bell's ringing fade away?
Think, think!
Is there anything else worth more than momentary sweetness?

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I have no idea what I speak of in this terrible poem.  I only know that I saw this quote:  "Temptation hath a music for all ears." and that's was the end of the beginning for this particular subject.

~Astraea
[who officially thinks that this is her worst poem yet]