Manhood's weakness,
A seafarer's love
Wooden nautical vessels,
Trading salts that cling to skin,
For starry crystals,
Endeavors to lighthouses in the lands of daybreak
Interchanged by starships crushing the windless darkness.
Pursuit of an estranged lifeline,
A Savior carrying the reaper's scythe.

From the seas to dark matter,
A voice beckons, Come to me;
Intoxicating voices, irresistible charm
That just cannot be refused;
Beauties with angelic songs that transform
Vinegar to honey, salt to sugar; capable of
Melting the most resistant of irons.
Men feast with the eyes, then think later
When their consciousness are properly Oxygenated.

These goddesses forbid the mortals to feast
On them, the mortals are their main course;
Their goal is to enchant whoever hears them
Crying for their delights.
Sinful allure of organic and artificial Intelligence;
Elegant specimens of biotechnological
Creatures.
Otherworldly skins resembling the soft Shimmers of moonlit waters;
Prismatic hues casting entrancing auras
As they move across the intricate patterns of
Glowing circuitry.
Opalescent eyes that one should never meet,
They dispense death certificates.
Humanoid figures of sleek, luminous bodies
Clad in liquid metal-like scale covered sheaths,
Shifting and shimmering under the sun rays;
Lithe and fluid gracefulness, weightless
Movements of elegance unmatched by any
Humanoid.

Leaving behind with each step, traces of fluid
Stardust; A celestial choreography of serpentine
Movements enrapturing all who behold them.
Conveying delicate sensuality,
Cascading multicolored fibers foil from their
Heads like ethereal waterfalls of light,...