Upon the rocks where sea and sky do meet,
The sirens sing a melody so sweet,
With voices woven from the ocean’s soul,
In haunting harmony, their stories roll.

Beneath the moonlit canvas, they reside,
With eyes as deep as where the secrets hide,
Their song a lure for sailors bold and brave,
Promising wonders in the ocean’s grave.

Oh, how they dance upon the cresting waves,
In liquid grace that every sailor craves,
Yet danger lies beneath their siren song,
A warning lost where echoes do belong.

For those who hear their call, forever changed,
In dreams they wander, by the sea estranged,
The sirens’ song, a timeless, mystic art,
A spell that binds the ocean to the heart.