You are SIREN

I can't look at you there’s an unsettling wave crashing at my heart every time our eyes met. I feel drawn to you and a silent voice keep shouting at the back of my head to get away. Far away, before it’s too late. The crafty silk thread you weaved dazzle under the light of your brilliant smile and warmth disposition. Playing a tune to coaxed me and I was at that briefest moment almost caught for it. Too intoxicated in my own delirium I missed and crashed awake at bay. I survived to understand that the journey is not as simple. You are the favourite riddle that maze is made to confuse. Like a siren you  lured victims in your wake by charms and watching them drown in the deepest depth of your game.