She whispers quietly from her island amidst the chaos.
Long arms reaching out of the darkness, offering the ultimate hug, a breast to lean against in stormy seas.
A siren whose dark magic slips quietly in between the words and the reason.
Always calling, she is a jealous lover willing to let others weep with emptiness.
To silence her, turn a deaf ear and move away,
Love is the invisible shield.
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