Allurement

-Cindy Moon

It rang to me softly, clearly.

The haunting approached me in the night.

I was drawn in, hungry for more,

The intensity increasing into plight.

As I turned to hear the sounds.

The yearning a commandment.

I was greeted with cacophony.

The message not a blessing sent.

And when the music stopped.

The requiem then played.

I was following my temptations.

The sin that stains my days.

This discord etched forever.

The scars still remain.

I finally realize now,

The impulses had lead to pain.

9/15/03