Moonstruck

The sirens sang their call
Vulcan, Black, and JA,
Come, too long you have been away.....

Ever enchanting, their dulcet song
My resistance wasn't very strong
I gave them their day (which actually was night)
But it had to rhyme, right?

Unlike Odysseus, I had neither crew nor ship to sail.
I was eager to greet the volcanoes on the trail.
When the last of the early wayfarers walked west,
I took the moonlit path east
A cooling gift of solitude my quiet feast.

(It still needs tweeking, but it's late.)  Hope you are all faring well. I have a lot of catching up to do!