what’s in a name
one asks
then it is apparent
they are tags
to our lives
her name is
enchantress
her spirit captivates
a streak of fire
in her soul
there’s magic
in her smile
a spell
is being cast
so trend softly
Circe turned men
into swine
to keep a wanderer
captive
there are dangers
on this journey
called life
one-eyed giants
violent storms
sirens’ songs
one can ride out
a storm
plug one’s ears
to a siren’s songs
fool one-eyed giants
with a club
all it takes
is your wits
to hold onto
your life
but this enchantress
is more dangerous
she will snatch
something more valuable
which your wits
cannot protect
your heart