I sense you are finding your way;

I feel your approach long before

your image appears on the horizon.

I’ve been luring you

from across this expanse

of time and space –

enticing you from your fading allegiances.

Now, you find yourself

sailing from your island of unraveled obligations,

ambivalent in your new-found freedom

yet tempted by the possibility of new discovery.

But, do not count on me to unveil my treasures

or invite you to the warmth of my secrets;

this is just a game I play to while away the ages.

You are simply the prey of my projection –

this wicked summons I send out over the waves

in search of one who cannot resist my song.

It is my nature to be wanted and it is your nature to want,

but in the having the want is lost.

So, once you profess you’re mine - and you will,

I’ll spread my wings and fly out to sea

leaving you alone on the shore of your desire.

And each time I sense the tides of longing rush over you,

this enchantment I have cast will be consummated.

One day, when your mortal form grows weak

and Amphitrite sweeps you unto her depths,

I shall beckon another.