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?