In my waking hours, like a queen they treat me 

And in my sleep, I wake from their kisses like hounds 

Begging to touch me, devour me as if a succubus' epitome

How indeed do I turn away 

Sirens whose presence make my body hot? 

How must I look at them and say, 

"Not today," When by the smell of their lips I am caught?

Still, for days I remained dazed 

But to myself my hands were kept unfazed 

"This is why only men get lost and go dead 

In the sea, barely any man resists beauty" the siren said

"Men lose sanity at the sight of a naked body 

Women know how to keep composure, their values they embody 

We've seen women and the queer wash up here 

Some fail, but only men are sure to stay, all memories they smear"

"What fate, then, do I hold?" I ask, 

"Come with us; we will show you at last 

Your fate," they said, "For this is our task 

Dive underwater and remember your past"