Roll the dice he whispers, take a chance,
don’t look forward, don’t gaze back,
put aside your fear, I’ll make your hurt,
all your pain disappear.
He must be a Siren’s child, knowing what to say,
weaving a heated spell, drawing me closer to the edge,
pulling from me passions, instincts long concealed,
waking a dragon, having me second guess
what I thought was true.
Gamble on me he teases, why play it safe?
Where has that gotten you? A life without love,
no dancing, no fun?
Careful I think, willing to sink deeper in his soft words,
the sirens drowned those foolish enough to heed them.
Drew them closer, dangerous beauty, compelling voices,
a swift death to those who chose to listen.
Do I dare continue in this game, by his rules, I am not sure I know them.
He makes time disappear, words a caress, a gentle foolishness.
He has needs I could take care of, wishes I could fulfill,
A deadly combination for someone like me.
Play the wildcard, he sings, let it ride, take me deep inside,
your body, your soul.
All ready he’s under my skin in a way that makes me shiver
Watchful, I wonder how far to I have to travel before I am to lost to find my way back or do I let myself be changed forever by his siren song.
Roll the dice he whispers, take a chance on me.
11/26/02
DJE
Good write. Suggestions: break each line at the commas...it will help with the flow. Reread the poem as there is a place where I think you meant to use the word "do" and you have "to", or was it the other way around.
Just an update on the book you inspired: "Curse of the Dragon's Kiss". I am near the end just can't seem to find a way to end it that I like. Because the second half parallels the first half it is hard to get them to mesh in such a way that provides consistency. I will get there. May take a while.
Hugs and Peace
HK