I love your poem...

So you are the one who wrote this poem...I'm glad that this poem has won, as i have voted for this poem.....this poem is amazing, it feels like reading again and again.....great write Crystal.:)

Title: Love the title, hate the band heh. But it does so well to go with the challenge and your poem. The interpretation is so wide open here!

First: Okay wow, this starts out well. This person is or was an allure to you, that's where the siren comes in and this person holds the key to your emotional ties, and each time they speak they pull you back in. There is an attraction to them that you cannot escape from.

Second: Love has no rhyme or reason of what it will do like the tides, they can come in fast or soft and each day is different. The moon is a nice touch because there is a hidden meaning there. The moon controls the tides yes, but the night time can control and change a person for the better or worse and here you are talking about it being worse, because it leaves you feeling empty.

Third: Omg! This stanza is great. You are saying you want to be there for them to fix their soul or broken heart and not leave them feeling empty, but you are giving them the choice of either trying to move on and be happy or stay in the same spot and be depressed. Beautiful wording here! Great metaphors.

Ending: If you die young and are consumed by darkness no one can have you. The privilege goes to the seagulls. I love this poem crystal. The metaphors are stunning and you write about sadness so well. Congrats on winning. 5/5

A deep poem filled with concerns of love and well-being, of that scary place between being alone and feeling safe, and letting someone else come in, which exposes the danger of pain and betrayal. A scene which is painted quite vividly with descriptions it is like looking at a painting, not reading a poem. The author writes about her heart being tugged in the beginning of this poem, but it also tugs at the reader's heart by the end, leaving that thought of loneliness, and helplessness which stems from depression, and the hopelessness which you imagine will come upon you, and so the author has predicted this outcome, and almost silently awaits the pain. Very deep write.

This is absolutely wonderful, crystal. Again, picked at random and thoroughly enjoyed! Your use of metaphors and the imagery they provoke is stunning.