The SIren Call Of Shadows

The siren call of shadows
cannot have possibly sucked thy sister
into vortices of murky waves.
Though fiends tried to cover her embers
in suffocating, vile barbs,
she, after all, was your kindred soul.
It's not too late for her
to be able to hold
thy extended hand and rise.
She hears the sounds of your silence
and feels the fragrance of the childhood rose.