In the verdant hush, where shadows play, A siren rests under ancient tree, alone. Beneath the shadows, where time flow slows, Her whispers weave through the grove's breath.

The pond reflects her silent grace, Ripples carrying secrets, old as earth. In her gaze, the memories of oceans, In her touch, the pulse of forgotten tides.

From the shadows, a devil's caress, Entwines with longing, a dark embrace. She clings with fervor, in a dance of desire, Merging darkness with the light of dreams.

Around her, the grove hums in reverence, Tsuru dance to melodies only she hears. She is the bridge between water and wild, A keeper of tales, where two worlds end up.

-EyEm

• I will always love you, inside & out.